Description: She has a missing left arm. She wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. She has shaved her head bald. Her brown eyes peer out from beneath her feathered blue hat.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: She got into the Apothecary business at a young age. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 150 gp. 3 Thunderstones.

Description: 5'9" and muscular, this eastern man wears a yellow cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. His golden hair is lengthy. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born to a Layabout, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Blacksmith for hire.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Bonds: Job, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'2" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a black cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. She keeps her green crest in a flapper bob. Her fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Raiann isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Beggar. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Impeccable, Extrovert. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.