Description: She is scrawny and has patchy white stubble. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. She has a hunchback. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 65. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Architect profession.

History: The child of southern immigrants she idolized her mother. Like her mother and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Masseuse. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 4000 cp. Rock crystal (80 gp).

Description: She has a missing right arm. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the west were limited. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is greedy

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 20 pp. Deep green spinel (100 gp).

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her black crest has been sun bleached extensively. Her red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. The war was a terrible time for her, and Gesrethe does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She is greedy.

Flaws: Terse, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Humans. Her skin is dark but she possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her hair is silver and very short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. She worked as a nervous Detective and found it very stressful. She's also a talented Fortune-teller, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to end her boredom

Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 cp. Red-brown spinel (90 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Riardon wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warrior, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Gifted from a young age, Riardon studied abroad. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 6000 cp.