Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her silver hair is still thick. Her red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. A true patriot, Hecat would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. Hecat liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Unemployed responsibilities is difficult; and she's in love

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'1" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. Her moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. This blue eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She got into the Bowyer business at a young age. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered painting. Now she works as a painting tutor during her time off.

Motivation: To be a Merchant again.

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Slave. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 90 gp. Iolite (30 gp).

Description: He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. His crest is red and curly. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Shamash 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... He takes great joy in being the best Layabout in town.

History: Shamash was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He 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. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Layabout.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His cinnamon fur is smooth and relatively long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. After a long history of fighting, Fragrant and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Insomniac, Selfish, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1200 sp.