Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the west. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady, and carries kukris. Her brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She refers to her adoptive father for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She dropped out of school to support her sick father, and resented it. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Body Guard they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Architect, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Crowbar.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Ruler and was forced into it by his family; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 20 gp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (50 gp).

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His red hair is lengthy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Qualen is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Qualen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is content

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.