Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her eyes are green and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Her necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to be a bricklayer again

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Citrine (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern woman wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her eyes are green and beady.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She has worked as a Miller like her father before her.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a long, black cloak. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Shipwright business.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Through the years after Everard was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Everard's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears long strands of ruby and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her skin is flawless and her hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.