Description: This woman is very fat, and very much looks the part of a Slave Trader. She has a long auburn ponytail with little hanging trinkets. She has green eyes and a white hat with a black feather.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Emen grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Emen. She tends to her Slave Trader job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and her religion dominates her actions

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He got into the Bowyer business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Guard, but he got bored and became a Bowyer. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Bowyer for hire.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp).

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears skinny pants and wears a violet and green robe with the hood down. She wears her chestnut hair up. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. 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, Mialee is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Mialee took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor she uses now. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She is greedy; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a brown coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. After a long history of fighting, Travok and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and halfling compassion

Ideals: Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 140 gp. Chrysoberyl (80 gp).