Description: This southern woman wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her long red hair reaches down to her waist. She has a dull look in her blue eyes.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. She worked as a nervous Shepherd and found it very stressful. She tends to her Shepherd job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 120 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a trident, but if one is not available she will default to her falchion. Her red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady violet eyes.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.

History: Silaqui lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mortician and was forced into it by her family.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears silk and lounges about seductively. She wears a colorful flower in her chestnut hair. Her violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She came across an abandoned tomb where she found a relic that called out to her. After picking it up she was cursed by vampirism.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Gnomish artifacts is her passion; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 4000 cp. Bloodstone (70 gp). 1 Superior lock.

Description: 3'2" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Bowyer business.

History: Born to a Guard, his father struggled to pay the bills. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Just what you see.