Description: An older woman who wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing, she is not a threatening figure. Her brown fur, when down, is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. Her job bores her to no end. She has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She 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. 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: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Flaws: Insomniac, Terse. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 10000 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He tends to wear a large grey jacket. He has no hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Gifted from a young age, Wymar studied abroad. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born to a Bowyer, his father struggled to pay the bills. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'1". He is typically in his Apothecary uniform, and his gloved hand is found clutching a dagger. His hair is short and brown. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Orc culture. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Orc companion (his 'brother'). He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new apothecary responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman wears dull green sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed warhammer, just in case. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her hair is blue and curly. Her eyes are likewise black.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Purah 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. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She wants revenge against dire rats; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Just what you see.