Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Born in the north to a Locksmith, Caramip learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She became a Locksmith soon after.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Hematite (15 gp).

Description: She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly kukris and pickaxes. Her hair is long and golden with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small white clips. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

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. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Barkeep but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: Kabbarg was born the youngest of three triplets. Her parents enrolled her in a Warrior school at a young age so that she could practice her arcane talents. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion.

Ideals: Optimist, Pacifist, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a morningstar, but if one is not available she will default to her warhammer. Her auburn hair is well kept. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with her Architect father left her crippled. She's also a talented Architect, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and to be a architect again

Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 120 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: She has a missing right leg. She is dressed in an above average manner. Her moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Vaina lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Like her father and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Weaver. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and doesn't want to be a weaver and was forced into it by her family

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a Shipwright first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Ortegar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Justice, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Military. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.