Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She tends to her Servant job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her red hair, when down, is lengthy. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Euphemia was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Cleric, 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 Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Layabout hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She carries with her a set of longswords on her belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. Her green crest is braided into rings. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gold.

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. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 80 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (100 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His copper crest is smooth and relatively long. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Interpreter. He has worked as a Interpreter like his mother before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new interpreter responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.