Description: She wears a blue shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and blue pants. She carries a battered pickaxe and tarnished whip as well. She has wavy blonde hair. Her gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Virra is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Virra abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Gnomish artifacts is her passion; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Slave. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 48000 sp. 1 Superior lock.

Description: An older woman who tends to wear a black poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt, she is not a threatening figure. Her bronze crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 50 pp. Blue star sapphire (1100 gp). Golden pearl (50 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'11" and muscular, this southern man is typically in his Merchant uniform. He wears his blue hair up. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep silver.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He became a Merchant soon after.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Merchant responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 20000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'5" and wears a brown coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bookbinder work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bookbinder work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Bookbinder for the past few years.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.