Description: Standing 4'8", this woman is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. She has done her best to style her white hair to look like a famous performer. Her gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and doesn't want to be a bowyer and was forced into it by her family

Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1500 sp.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She keeps her chestnut hair in a pixie cut. She has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Beatrice is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Beatrice was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Seamstress responsibilities is difficult; and regain custody of her daughter

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Family. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 2300 gp. Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Hematite (4 gp).

Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a grey coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon her head. Her golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born in the west to a Bricklayer, Aline learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush, Job, Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: This western woman 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. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: When she was but 5 years old her parents immigrated from the west. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Sailor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.