Description: She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. She carries with her a set of nunchakus, each one with a amber on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her white hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Shipwright hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 500 sp. Solid gold idol (400 gp). 4 Acid flasks.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He wears his silver hair up. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He takes great joy in being the best Locksmith in town.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has worked as a Locksmith like his mother before him.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He sports a flattop hair cut. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Mormo took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and revenge

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He dresses like a well dressed Performer does. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Gifted from a young age, Oriax studied abroad. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Performer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Performer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 300 gp.