Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears grey trousers with black and white striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 30 gp. Jet (90 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has black hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Roondar was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 2000 cp. Freshwater pearl (5 gp). 2 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: An older man who wears a blue shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

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. Qualen was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 10000 cp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (90 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a brown tunic with grey highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. His gray fur is still thick. His eyes are yellow and beady.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. 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. Art fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Secretive, Disease. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 170 gp.