Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her hair is purple and very short. Her eyes are a pleasant white.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Shava is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her sisters into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: Born in the north to a Architect, Shava learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She worked as a nervous Architect and found it very stressful. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Architect.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and to be a mercenary again

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1300 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp).

Description: This dark-skinned male wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'1". He wears a simple white robe with tan stripes complete with hood, and his gloved hand is found clutching a halberd. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. 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 is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 80000 cp. Malachite (15 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has dyed his greying purple hair a little too much giving a sharp purple color. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Tethren took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 400 gp.