Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His dark red hair is greasy and uncared for. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Crowbar.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She is typically in her Fortune-teller uniform. She has shaved her head bald. Her brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She's also a talented Layabout, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Layabout again; and money/treasure

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Job, Guardian, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: Morana was born with her mother's beautiful face. 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 Dyer. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Dyer for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand her business

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her head has been shaved. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Mercenary who has hired her part-time. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. While she appears to be a normal Half-Orc, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and wants her loneliness to end

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.