Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She typically wears violet cloth garments or leather armor. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Claira is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born to a Tanner, her mother struggled to pay the bills. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His yellow fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Cloak was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Courier for hire.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Job, In love, Poor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He wears his silver hair down. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He is a Server first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Corkitron was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has worked as a Server like his mother before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 gp. Rock crystal (40 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Red garnet (110 gp). 1 Good lock.

Description: He wears a black shirt with thin white vertical stripes and green pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his red hair down. He has silver eyes and a black hat with a white feather.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born to a Junk Dealer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Simple lock.