Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she very much looks the part of a Mortician. She wears a broad hat to hide her balding. She has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the east were limited. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To be a Cartwright again; and revenge

Flaws: Terse, Lazy. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved bone or ivory statuette (10 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1100 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp).

Description: This man likes to wear green tank tops with pastel pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears his brass crest down. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He worked as a nervous Sailor and found it very stressful. He struck the Sailor job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Heian grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Heian. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Greedy, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a grey top hat and grey clothes. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. Clerebold was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Stableman. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new stableman responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Just what you see.