Description: A pudgy woman standing about 2'9" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Bree was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her father's willingness to do anything to win. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Shy, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman stands a little under 3'9" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. She has done her best to style her red hair to look like a famous performer. She has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Balifra isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her mother. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dwarves in Balifra's homeland. Balifra decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She is lean but muscular and prefers to wear brown clothing when she does not wear armor. She has wavy brown hair. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: This woman loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Sarah grew up listening to her father's many stories. While she appears to be a normal Human, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He is physically well-built. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. A freak accident while working with his Weaver mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Just what you see.