Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears a white shirt with thin black vertical stripes and white pants. She keeps her auburn hair in a flapper bob. Her amber eyes peer out from beneath her feathered white hat.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She is obsessed with her god.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered north to less war torn lands. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Hedonist, PTSD. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her chestnut hair is lengthy. Her blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Adventurer. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Agnes was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 700 gp. Peridot (20 gp). Amber (160 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears long strands of ruby and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His blonde hair is still thick. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Heward speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Marshal they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Mason, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Apothecary born in the past three hundred years. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Apothecary work with an outfit from a few towns over. Apothecary work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Bonds: Poor, Job, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.