Description: The light-skinned woman stands 3'3" and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. Her eyes are amber and catlike.

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

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family A freak accident while working with her Soapmaker father left her crippled. She's also a talented Soapmaker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 4 Holy water.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. He is an epitome of beauty. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a Marshal first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Bhevek was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he's in love

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. Her skin is dark but she possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. She wears her silver hair down. Her eyes are likewise gray. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: She got into the Herbalist business at a young age. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To be a Cook again; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 160 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (600 gp). 3 Smokesticks.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She is renowned for her bright green dresses and hats. Her crest is green and curly. Her gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

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 Sellsword father left her crippled. 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: She is content.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Standing 6'5", this man dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a black coat with yellow slacks. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 87. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Cook. He struck the Cook job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 12000 sp.