Description: This woman tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. She has wavy brass crest. Her red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Furrele was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Furrele decided she wanted neither the life of her father nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, tan shirt, and pastel tie. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Abad took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Courier they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Tailor, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Family, Nature, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (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. His crest is black and curly. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. After a long history of fighting, Hirrathak and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Server

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 800 gp. Peridot (60 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Peridot (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She prefers to wear red pants and tee shirts. She carries a battered scimitar and tarnished pickaxe as well. Her chestnut hair is thinning but still full. Her eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Born to a Stableman, her father struggled to pay the bills. In her youth she was a Stableman, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger sister on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD, Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 390 gp.