Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a red tunic with brown highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Logical, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Mundane, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: She wears a worn and beaten armor. Her fur is beige, silky, and of moderate length. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Ostracized due to the martial powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To pay off her debts.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. She keeps her red hair in a pixie cut. Her silver eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Phelaia's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Phelaia grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Phelaia. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable, Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She refers to her adoptive father for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Spice Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Dyer they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Spice Merchant, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to reunite with her absent father

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1100 sp.

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 bulky grey painted plate armor. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He got into the Herbalist business at a young age. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 30 pp.