Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. Her crest is white and very short. Her eyes are likewise red. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: The child of a Stylist, who enjoyed hunting, Jezean was taken on many hunting expeditions. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Jezean has worked very hard to control her curse. 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.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her red hair is smooth and relatively long. Her ears are large.

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 not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Barber but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Barber for the past few years.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 900 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (500 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears professional attire. Her tied-back hair is brown. 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 is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She was born in a small desert village. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady black eyes.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born in the east to a Mercenary, Barakas learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Shipwright father left him crippled. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bork fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 170 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.