Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her beige fur is matted, messy, and big. Her eyes are blue and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Cartwright work with an outfit from a few towns over. Cartwright work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Religious. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Humans. Her skin is light but she possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She wears a colorful flower in her chestnut hair. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Locksmith. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Ida is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ida fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a stylist again

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: He typically wears violet cloth garments or leather armor, and carries bastard swords. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a Shipwright first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Manfred took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. 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: Further expansion of business; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. She wears a green vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her green boots flare out at the collars. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her hair is blue and curly. Her eyes are silver and catlike.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Markosian was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She became a Mortician soon after.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 5000 cp.