Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 5'4". She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs, and her gloved hand is found clutching a glaive. She wears her silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Priest who has hired her part-time. A true patriot, Vanchu would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: When she was but 7 years old her parents immigrated from the west. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She's also a talented Weaver, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand her business; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Bonds: Has a crush, Military, Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available he will default to his hand crossbow. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hand crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His hair is blonde and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Boddynock was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist, Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 42000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He is wearing a long, green cloak. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Amnon was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Stylist for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Stylist responsibilities is difficult; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Marshal. He carries a battered quarterstaff and tarnished lance as well. He keeps his yellow fur in a flapper bob. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Marshal. He's also a talented Sage, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and balancing his hectic life and new marshal responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Optimist. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 4000 cp.