Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears suspenders and black workpants. Her shirt is red, and she wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. She wears a deerstalker hat to hide her balding. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Antrara 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. Antrara decided she wanted neither the life of her father 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 would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 110000 cp. Black pearl (400 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Red garnet (160 gp).

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. Her moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Secretive, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 600 gp. Star ruby (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a long, white cloak. He carries a battered sword and tarnished whip as well. He wears his auburn hair up. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born in the east. He worked as a nervous Apothecary and found it very stressful. He became a Apothecary soon after.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Debt. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep red leather and dull black iron scale mail. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. 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: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. Vlorn was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Stylist. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries with him a set of rapiers on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Racist, Ugly. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 6000 sp.