Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears a tan collared shirt and violet skirt. She accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her black hair is thinning but still full. She has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the north to a Armorer, Orla learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Armorer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Armorer work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and expand her business

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: In love, Rich, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 22000 cp. 1 Buckler. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. She wears her black hair down. She has hazel eyes.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with her Assassin mother left her crippled. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Terse, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 150 gp. 2 Smokesticks.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His brown hair is lengthy. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has worked as a Mercenary like his mother before him.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor and is in decent physical shape. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Zedaar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fortune-teller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Zedaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Bonds: Mentor, Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1500 gp.