Description: She stands about 5'3" and wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep silver.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 82. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Her arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Osah grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Osah. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 500 gp. Sard (20 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. He keeps his dark red hair in a pixie cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: Further expansion of business; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2200 gp. Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Pink pearl (120 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a tan shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and brown pants. His tied-back hair is black. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Actor born in the past three hundred years. He takes great joy in being the best Actor in town.

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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Nutae took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He struck the Actor job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and balancing his hectic life and new actor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 11000 cp. Chrysoberyl (100 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Amber (100 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed bastard sword, just in case. He wears his brown fur up. His yellow eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 240 pp. Onyx (80 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp).