Description: She is a husky woman, who wears a white vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her white boots flare out at the collars. Her head has been shaved. Her amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: She comes from a rich western family. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He stands about 5'5" and dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Bricklayer for the past few years.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He worked as a nervous Miner and found it very stressful. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Passionate, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her brown fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Merchant. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: She wants to get laid; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.