Description: This woman wears suspenders and grey workpants. Her shirt is white, and she wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on her left hand. She wears a small hat to cover her moderate length auburn hair. She has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Bather who has hired her part-time. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bather.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Detective.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 80 gp. 2 Holy water.

Description: This woman wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple pastel line shooting up and back down, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She wears her red hair up in a very large beehive style do. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. A freak accident while working with her Slave Trader mother left her crippled. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with tan slacks. Her long auburn hair reaches down to her waist. Her green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. 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: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Felosial was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Felosial liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Felosial fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. He has shaved his head bald. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. The war was a terrible time for him, and Wiggens does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. He has red eyes.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. At a young age his father died while driving off some goblins. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in ceremonial dagger use. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Purson was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 400 gp.