Description: She is in excellent shape and is typically in her Stylist uniform. Her white hair is well kept. Her eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: She got into the Stylist business at a young age. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She has worked as a Stylist like her mother before her.

Motivation: To be a Knight again; and balancing her hectic life and new stylist responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Guardian. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: She wears a blue tunic with pastel highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around her shoes. She carries a battered greataxe and tarnished ceremonial dagger as well. Her blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Mason business.

History: Born in the east to a Mason, Traulam learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to prove her worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Carnelian (60 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Malachite (14 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears dull blue sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed hammer, just in case. She wears a Stetson hat to hide her balding. Her eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Roofer arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Mialee 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. Mialee 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. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 2200 gp.

Description: This woman stands a little under 5'2" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She is renowned for her bright violet dresses and hats. Her red hair is greasy and uncared for. Her gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She is a great chef.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. 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: Further expansion of business; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull brown iron scale mail. She wears a Stetson hat to cover her moderate length green crest. Her gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Savaran grew up listening to her father's many stories. Being born in the north, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the north for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way south. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature nunchaku.

Motivation: To unite with her sister.

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 500 gp. Alexandrite (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.