Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with brown slacks. Her long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her eyes are a pleasant white.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She uses divination through singing.

History: She got into the Body Guard business at a young age. A serious injury left her father unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm father. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Debt. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 6000 sp. Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Red garnet (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a pot bellied eastern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She has wavy brown hair. Her white eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Astaro was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful, PTSD. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: Callie lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. She has worked as a Laborer like her father before her.

Motivation: To protect her home; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Family, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears dull black sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hand crossbow, just in case. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His fierce black eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Bathin grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently the stress of being a Spice Merchant has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Secretive, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Everburning torch. 2 Smokesticks. 2 Alchemist’s fire.