Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She has wavy brown hair. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. A gifted student she started as a Slave Trader, but she got bored and became a Locksmith. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things.

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her long golden hair reaches down to her waist. Her gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Mary 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 Mary. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Standing 3'5", this man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Broce grew up listening to his father's many stories. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Backpack. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Silk rope.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. He has dyed his greying bronze crest a little too much giving a sharp bronze color. He is baby faced.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Tailor. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Donaar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Tailor work with an outfit from a few towns over. Tailor work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Donaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 7000 sp. Star rose quartz (70 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Jade (80 gp).