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 typically in her Map Maker uniform. Her hair is dark red and curly. Her silver eyes are passionate and lively.

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 however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She struck the Map Maker job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Map Maker responsibilities is difficult; and to reunite with her old friends

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: This western man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has shaved his head bald. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He 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. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature mace.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 800 gp. Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Red-brown spinel (50 gp). Pink pearl (50 gp). Blue star sapphire (1600 gp).

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Ozyman was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Ozyman's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Pijjirik was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a brown tunic with tan highlights, and long yellow pants that bunch up around his shoes. His cinnamon fur is heavily combed to the right. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Family, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2400 gp. Iolite (50 gp). White opal (1300 gp). Sard (50 gp). Zircon (50 gp).