Description: This late middle aged woman wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her hand crossbow with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt and is in decent physical shape. Her auburn hair is still thick. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In her youth she was a Layabout, 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 brother on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: She is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering her clean studded leather. She carries a battered ceremonial dagger and tarnished crossbow as well. She keeps her yellow fur in a flapper bob. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: She got into the Sailor business at a young age. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She tends to her Sailor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and balancing her hectic life and new sailor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 600 gp. Blue star sapphire (1100 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). Rose (60 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Hematite (12 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp).

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She has shaved her head bald. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the west. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She is greedy; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Opinionated, Joker. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 150 gp. White pearl (70 gp).

Description: This tall, slender woman wears a tan coat over a violet low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon her head. She wears her silver hair up. Her blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: The child of a Jeweler, who enjoyed hunting, Buvvie was taken on many hunting expeditions. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Buvvie took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor she uses now. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2300 sp. Aquamarine (200 gp). Blue star sapphire (900 gp). 1 Everburning torch.