Description: She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She carries a battered axe and tarnished monstrous two handed axe as well. Her brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Philomena abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She has dedicated herself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is her passion; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 5000 cp. Azurite (16 gp).

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'1". She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze, and her gloved hand is found clutching a dagger. Her moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Philomena was born the youngest of three triplets. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Courier.

Motivation: To unite with her sister.

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly swords and longswords. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born to a Sailor, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Fonkin was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Fonkin decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 30 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (20 gp).

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a yellow coat, and he perpetually has his bastard sword ready. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Stylist arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Percival was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Stylist. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. Her red fur is knotted and matted. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 gp.