Description: She is in excellent shape and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She keeps her red hair in a pixie cut. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 80 gp. Carnelian (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears professional attire. He keeps his purple hair in a flapper bob. His half smiles and white eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Bookbinder profession.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: She wears a tan vest and prefers green and brown shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a pastel costume with the symbols of death on her torso. Her lavender fur is matted, messy, and big. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. 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, Smoking is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with her Stableman father left her crippled. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To protect her home; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 gp. Moss agate (13 gp). Red-brown spinel (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and is pretty ugly. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Dayereth was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A freak accident while working with his Unemployed father left him crippled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and revenge

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Terse, Forgetful. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 gp.