Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her chestnut hair is lengthy. Her eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing singing.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Adelaide took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor she uses now. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 100 sp. Deep green spinel (120 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears long strands of sapphire and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Mûglûk was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Mûglûk decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. 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: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp).

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a blue coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon her head. She has shaved her head bald. Her hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: Born in the west her family was never financially stable. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Quillathe 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 Quillathe. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Simple lock.