Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears a tan costume with the symbols of luck on her torso, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Born in the north to a Doctor, Symma learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and to be a laborer again

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, In love, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 29000 cp.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her silver crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the east were limited. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and she feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1200 gp. Jade (130 gp). Amethyst (130 gp). Brown-green garnet (130 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. She has wavy black hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born to a Junk Dealer, her father struggled to pay the bills. Williamina abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears an entirely blue suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. Her eyes are gray.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: Ranala was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Ranala was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 800 gp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (40 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.