Description: This woman wears a violet costume with the symbols of the sun god on her torso. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. She wears her black hair up. Her eyes are likewise blue. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. 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, Jacoba is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Jacoba took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up club and armor she uses now. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a yellow collared shirt and red skirt. She accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. She keeps her long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Sage but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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 struck the Sage job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 400 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears baggy brown pantaloons and a black scarf. He is an epitome of beauty. His red hair is braided into rings. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 70 gp. Red spinel (110 gp).

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is portly but not overly obese. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His face is scarred and worn.

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. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Scribe arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He struck the Scribe job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To be a Slave Trader again.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.