Description: This woman stands a little under 5'10" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a blue scarf. Her brown fur is braided into rings. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: She is a Deep Scion in disguise. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She tends to her Armorer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and balancing her hectic life and new armorer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Job, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 240 pp. Sardonyx (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he dresses like a well dressed Sailor does. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in the south to a Sailor, Pirithin learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries with him a set of bastard swords, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is cut close to his head. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Qemuel was born the youngest of three triplets. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Qemuel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a white coat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in the east. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Guard soon after.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.