Description: She is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She carries with her a set of lances on her belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. Her brown fur is unkempt and raggedy. She has a dull look in her green eyes.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: Jade was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. 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 illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Jade fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the south; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is an average looking northern female in her early mid-life. She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Eleanor was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 20 gp. Carnelian (60 gp).

Description: This woman dresses like a well dressed Mason does. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on her left hand. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She uses divination through singing.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. After coming to the age of reason, Adelaide took it upon herself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She was granted druidic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She wears a black broad hat and black clothes. Her black hair, when down, is lengthy. Her silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She has all her life been fascinated with writing.

History: Verin hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. She always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She was granted martial powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent father; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 40 pp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (60 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Fisher business.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 30 gp.