Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears bulky white painted plate armor. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length red hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Carpenter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. Her auburn hair is well kept. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady green eyes.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her father. Antinua was born on a far northern mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Fisher. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished woman has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her black hair is still thick. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Mason born in the past three hundred years. She disdains her fellow southerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Mason for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand her business

Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a kukri, but if one is not available she will default to her scythe. Her long brown hair reaches down to her waist. She has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her mother's willingness to do anything to win. Being a Sage kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is her passion

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her hair is long and white with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small red clips. 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 resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Eran was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Expert, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Expert in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is her passion; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.