Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'7". She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and her gloved hand is found clutching a trident. Her white crest is still thick. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Like her mother and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Apothecary. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Detective. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She has a dull look in her hazel eyes.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure

Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 400 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and white handkerchief worn on his left side, and carries morningstars. His auburn hair is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 120 gp. Deep green spinel (110 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Gildmak was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. A freak accident while working with his Carpenter father left him crippled. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gildmak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 4000 cp.