Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. She keeps her orange fur in a flapper bob. She has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is a great chef.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. She carries with her a set of shields on her belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. She has done her best to style her scarlet crest to look like a famous performer. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.

History: Born in the east to a Slave Trader, Furrele learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Slave Trader. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Slave Trader.

Motivation: To be a Sellsword again.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Freshwater pearl (5 gp).

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 4'9". She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it, and her gloved hand is found clutching a glaive. Her white hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady gray eyes.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born in the north her family was never financially stable. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 500 sp. Deep green spinel (60 gp).

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her auburn hair is lengthy. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Barrister. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Expand her business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a mite stocky and sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His crest is gold and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Layabout. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Hirrathak was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To be a Weaver again.

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Family, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 240 gp.