Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a white costume with the symbols of luck on her torso. Her white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Dilettante. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and expand her business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. Carnelian (80 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a simple black robe with grey stripes complete with hood. She keeps her red crest in a flapper bob. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She has all her life been fascinated with singing.

History: The child of a Armorer, who enjoyed hunting, Arava was taken on many hunting expeditions. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Navigator hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has never given up on her singing dream.

Motivation: Half-Orc compassion; and revenge

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears just a grey suit, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Dalgal never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: In love, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. He has blue eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Fortune-teller born in the past three hundred years. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Military, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 80 gp.