Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She has dyed her greying white crest a little too much giving a sharp white color. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the west to a Locksmith, Surina learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She has worked as a Locksmith like her mother before her.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Bather business.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Sammal was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He wears a brown shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His brown fur is lengthy. His yellow unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tricking fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze, and is pretty ugly. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He got into the Slave Trader business at a young age. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 50 gp.