Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. She has moderate length brown hair. She has a dull look in her blue eyes.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Shanairla was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Mercenary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Some 3 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Shanairla never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Poor, In love. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears a blue shirt, with a black mid length skirt with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: Gifted from a young age, Caramip studied abroad. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Interpreter. She struck the Interpreter job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: To be a Guard again.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 380 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Guardian, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 130 gp. Amethyst (50 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His white hair is braided into rings. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He tends to his Architect job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Slave, Rich. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 250 gp. Chrysoberyl (90 gp). 1 Magnifying glass.