Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, brown shirt, and green tie. Her golden hair is thinning but still full. She has brown eyes and a grey hat with a brown feather.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her mother.

History: Margery was born the youngest of three triplets. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To unite with her brother; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the left. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He tends to his Animal Trainer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1100 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Az-Rans was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Stylist. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Glassblower. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 90 pp.