Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around her neck, and a spear on her belt. She has gray fur. Her eyes are hazel and beady.

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

History: Born to a Masseuse, her mother struggled to pay the bills. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dagger fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To unite with her sister; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Spyglass. 1 Simple lock. 1 Silk rope.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She tends to wear a grey poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. Her head has been shaved. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 40 gp. Golden pearl (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She is typically in her Locksmith uniform. She carries with her a set of morningstars on her belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. She wears her brown hair up. Her gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Falkrunn has worked very hard to control her curse. She struck the Locksmith job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to prove her worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: This malnourished man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His crest is white and curly. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Guardian, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 4'9". He wears yellow trousers with brown and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shortbow. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Through the years after Lucan was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Lucan's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.