Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she wears a brown vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her brown boots flare out at the collars. She has a long auburn ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. She has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed, Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears an entirely tan suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born into a rich family. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: This eastern woman is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She has a long chestnut ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. Claira is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her brothers into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent father; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Guardian, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: She is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak, and she perpetually has her glaive ready. Her silver hair is thinning but still full. Her red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 77. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. The war was a terrible time for her, and Phelaia does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Sculptor arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.