Description: She wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. She has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. She has a long white ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her mother. Her divine abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To end her boredom.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

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

Possessions: 230 gp.

Description: She is wearing a long, white cloak. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her trident, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. Her tied-back hair is auburn. Her hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: Thea lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. 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 repulsed by the PC; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her shortspear with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. She has moderate length blonde hair. Her gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. She is fiercely devoted to her mother, and views her mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-sister.

History: Harriet lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. In her 17th year, her parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Harriet alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is pastel, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. His crest is scarlet and curly. He is baby faced.

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 is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 6000 cp. 2 Holy water.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses like a well dressed Performer does. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 69. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal 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. He's also a talented Laborer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Performer responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2900 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.