Description: This woman wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Addict. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 20 gp. Red spinel (140 gp).

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She wears a fancy green dress. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She keeps her scarlet crest in a pixie cut. Her gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 8. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: The child of southern immigrants she idolized her mother. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'1" and is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His brown hair is still thick. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Racist, Addict. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. Her small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. 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 is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. 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 money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 110 gp.