Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around her neck, and a quarterstaff on her belt. Her head has been shaved. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: Born to a Shoemaker, her father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Fisher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. She has no fur. Her fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

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 is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: 6'2" and muscular, this eastern woman tends to wear a black poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She has moderate length bronze crest. This red eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Chassath embodies much of what other species detest in the Dragonborns. She is a great chef.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to unite with her brother

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 20 pp. Deep green spinel (150 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His silver crest is long and unkept. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Dadalan wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Monk, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... 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: Dadalan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 800 sp. Amethyst (150 gp). 1 Superior lock.

Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. She wears her silver hair down. Her silver eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Armara hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her writing career. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she is greedy

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 110 gp.