Description: This late middle aged woman dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head and is in decent physical shape. She sports a flattop hair cut. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Navigator arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. After months of barely getting by, Werydd managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, she made her way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: To unite with her brother; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: Standing 3'0", this woman wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty red coat over it. Her brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A freak accident while working with her Gardener mother left her crippled. 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: She seems to be bored by most things; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Opinionated, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Mundane. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She found a children's book about a Tabaxi Cleric who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise copper.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the east were limited. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her cinnamon fur is smooth and relatively long. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She uses divination through singing.

History: She was born in a small island village. Her parents enrolled her in a Ranger school at a young age so that she could practice her divine talents. She was granted divine powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Banded mail.