Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. She tends to wear a blue poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt, marred by sweets. She has done her best to style her chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. Her eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: She was born in a small plains village. A freak accident while working with her Fisher father left her crippled. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: She wears a brown costume with the symbols of her god on her torso. She is physically well-built. Her fur is gray and curly. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She bought a sai and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Military, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 3 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: A 4'11" northern man, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thervan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His childhood dream was to be a Mayor, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Merchant job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He wears just a violet suit. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Selfish, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 90 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (70 gp).

Description: This fat northern woman has a bulbous nose and wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available she will default to her shield. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. Her blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Tailor born in the past three hundred years. 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, Sarai is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Tailor. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 600 sp.