Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a brown feathered hat and brown clothes. Her beige fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Stableman profession.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1 Breastplate.

Description: She is a pot bellied eastern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. Her top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She has red eyes and a black hat with a green feather.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Assassin. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Assassin arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her childhood dream was to be a Gardener, but she was a colossal failure. She became a Assassin soon after.

Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and she's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 150 gp. Eye agate (5 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her black hair, when down, is lengthy. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though she does not identify as such. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Kristryd was born with her father's beautiful face. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered poetry. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'5". She dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and her gloved hand is found clutching a nunchaku. She has styled her black hair well, parting it to the left. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her green eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and her religion dominates her actions

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, In love, Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Just what you see.