Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her black hair is braided into rings. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her mother. Rosamund was born on a far northern mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Stylist. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 110 gp. Moss agate (11 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a brown vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her brown boots flare out at the collars. Her fur is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her fierce copper eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Emerald embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Emerald was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. Her moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing poetry.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the north were limited. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she is greedy

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: She wears an entirely green suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and she perpetually has her shortspear ready. Her hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. Her silver eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She hates Tieflings with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Nemeia liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.