Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. Her hair is long and brown with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small black clips. Her violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born to a Architect, her father struggled to pay the bills. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She wants revenge against brigands; and many brigands want her driven away

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. She sports a flattop hair cut. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Damaia was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Commoner, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Stylist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature monstrous two handed axe.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 600 sp. Freshwater pearl (4 gp).

Description: She has a missing left arm. She tends to wear a large green jacket. Her blue hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. Her mother took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic, Secretive, Greedy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (110 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He dresses like a well dressed Weaver does. He wears his blue hair down. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. As a very small child his family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. His father, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect him and cast a teleportation spell that whisked him away. He has worked as a Weaver like his mother before him.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 500 gp. Star rose quartz (60 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.