Description: She is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She has a very tight haircut. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: She got into the Farmer business at a young age. Through the years after Shaena was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Shaena's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and to reunite with her old friends

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Chrysoberyl (80 gp).

Description: She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She is portly but not overly obese. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Locksmith born in the past three hundred years. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born in the south to a Locksmith, Myev learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She saw the violence of war and the aftermath so she converted to religion and dedicated herself to non-violence.

Motivation: Expand her business; and her religion dominates her actions

Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 350 gp. Black pearl (200 gp). Azurite (11 gp). 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing a long, blue cloak. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. A friendly and beautiful Gnome, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Gnomes in the west were limited. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. His hair is long and red with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 sp. Red-brown spinel (90 gp).