Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a pastel vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her pastel boots flare out at the collars. She keeps her long gray fur kept up in a rat tail. Her eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Alexandrite (1200 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is typically in his Apothecary uniform. He sports a flattop crest cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. A true patriot, Zedaar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Gifted from a young age, Zedaar studied abroad. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Zedaar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Apothecary.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 370 gp.

Description: She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. She carries with her a set of whips on her belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. Her rusty crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. Her eyes are gold.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She is renowned for her bright white dresses and hats. Sporting a golden mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: She was born in a small island village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Gorga took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up halberd and armor she uses now. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.