Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her hair is black and very short. Her green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Stableman but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. A serious injury left her mother unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm mother. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Rich, Guardian, Military, Debt. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a brown shirt, with a tan mid length skirt with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. She has wavy black hair. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her amber eyes.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 69. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. Now she works as a singing tutor during her time off.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears just a brown suit. His hair is black and curly. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Erias was born with his father's beautiful face. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting gnolls, the young Erias began to lead the lost caravan. 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 is greedy; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time, marred by beers. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fallond does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Fallond was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 6000 cp. Hematite (16 gp).