Description: She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. She is physically well-built. Her scarlet crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. She wears her black crest down. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Savaran 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. Savaran 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 left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1300 sp. 3 Holy water.

Description: She wears tattered old clothes. She carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished trident as well. She has done her best to style her brown hair to look like a famous performer. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Quilla took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor she uses now. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and she is content

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her shortspear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. Her hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Cartwright born in the past three hundred years. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Oriel is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Cartwright arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother 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 then took over the family business and is one of the better Cartwright for hire.

Motivation: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished man wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His silver crest is greasy and uncared for. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He uses divination through singing.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 30000 cp. Black opal (500 gp).