Description: She typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly shortbows and longbows. Her hair is chestnut and very short. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: Morana is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She is fiercely devoted to her mother, and views her mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-brother.

History: She was born in the north. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother; and wants to raise her children well

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jet (80 gp). Red spinel (80 gp). Golden pearl (80 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears suspenders and black workpants. Her shirt is white, and she wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. Her long green crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Herbalist but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. She became a Herbalist soon after.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Job, Slave, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Silk rope. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a blue costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. He wears his black hair down. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Lamlis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 gp. 4 Smokesticks.

Description: She is a pot bellied western woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a black shirt, with a green mid length skirt with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. She wears her brown hair up. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.