Description: This woman stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She is dressed in a clean white cloak covering her clean studded leather. She has styled her blonde hair well, parting it to the right. Her eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: She is a Deep Scion in disguise. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Has a crush, In love. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 250 gp. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Balam was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Warryn grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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 Bowyer. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Bowyer responsibilities is difficult; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Shy, Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 800 sp.