Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her hand crossbow with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her red hair is braided into rings. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Being born in the south, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the south for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way west. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 30 gp. Eye agate (14 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Ar-Beka will drive conversation. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Ar-Beka took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and he wants revenge against orcs

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Rock crystal (50 gp).

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Brewer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Brewer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He became a Brewer soon after.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Brewer responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a tan top hat and tan clothes. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Glassblower.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A 5'11" northern man, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. He has moderate length brown hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp).