Description: She stands about 4'8" and tends to wear a black poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. She has a long auburn ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. Like her father and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Beggar. She became a Beggar soon after.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 40 pp. Lapis lazuli (5 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Black opal (1500 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp).

Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She has the majority of her body covered in plate. She keeps her brown hair in a pixie cut. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. While she appears to be a normal Human, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and regain custody of her daughter

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Sardonyx (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Jade (160 gp).

Description: He likes to wear white tank tops with brown pants. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his youth he was a Miner, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. After a long history of fighting, Lance and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 700 gp. Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Sard (80 gp). Pink pearl (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Barkeep arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and 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

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3000 sp.