Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her silver eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Makaria took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor she uses now. After a long history of fighting, Makaria and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 800 sp. Red-brown spinel (60 gp).

Description: He wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Artistic, Professionalism. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Jebeddo wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Rogue, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He uses divination through singing.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 330 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This southern man wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His clothes are grease stained in places. His rusty crest is singed and shortened. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sage hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sage and was forced into it by his family; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.