Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. She wears her brown hair up. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. 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, Therlin is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Therlin was born the youngest of three triplets. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Stableman. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice. Bonds: Family, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her long black hair reaches down to her waist. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She works hard and plays hard.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She is content; and to end her boredom

Flaws: Disease, Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1800 sp. Silver pearl (40 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A moderately attractive woman, she dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Her white hair is cut short. 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 likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She has worked as a Glassblower like her mother before her.

Motivation: To be a Assassin again.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 2900 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She wears baggy white pantaloons and a violet scarf. She carries a battered whip and tarnished scimitar as well. Her white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her mother. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Map Maker. She became a Map Maker soon after.

Motivation: Expand her business; and to settle down with her crush

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a tan vest and prefers brown and white shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Anverth's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Stableman arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 100 gp. Moss agate (6 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp).