Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it, marred by teas. Her moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Alice wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Paladin, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He dresses like a well dressed Mortician does, marred by beers. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: The child of a Actor, who enjoyed hunting, Chad was taken on many hunting expeditions. A gifted student he started as a Actor, but he got bored and became a Mortician. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Her white hair is cut short. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Emeny speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage daughter.

History: Emeny was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. Being born in the west, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the west for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way east. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to unite with her sister

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp. Peridot (50 gp). Rich purple corundum (1400 gp). White pearl (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fortune-teller. 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. Clerebold fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 20 pp.