Description: A plain young-adult woman, she typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull brown iron scale mail. She keeps her red crest in a flapper bob. 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 likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Savaran was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Savaran decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently the stress of being a Bricklayer has made it difficult for her to sleep.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1000 cp. Hematite (14 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp).

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Detective. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 2600 sp.

Description: He wears a violet deerstalker hat and violet clothes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'5" when asserting himself. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Bertram alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Bertram was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Depressed, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Deep green spinel (150 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who prefers to wear flannel, he is not a threatening figure. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Oren was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Banker.

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

Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Religious. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 380 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.