Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her white hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Stylist. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She struck the Stylist job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and to reunite with her absent father

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She has a very tight haircut. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her mother took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She struck the Junk Dealer job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 gp. Alexandrite (600 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). 1 Superior lock. 1 Crowbar.

Description: This man is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright violet and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his right hand. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Korfel was born the youngest of three triplets. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Cynical, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 220 pp. Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). Tourmaline (140 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has styled his purple hair well, parting it to the left. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is mildly Tiefling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Tailor profession.

History: Oriax was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Oriax took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shield.

Motivation: Elven compassion.

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Half-Plate.