Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She usually wears her red robe and has her hammer always slung over her shoulder. She has wavy red hair. She is baby faced.

Personality: Sybil is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Gifted from a young age, Sybil studied abroad. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She was granted arcane powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the west; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Extrovert, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'8" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a robe, a symbol of luck around her neck, and a dagger on her belt. Her chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. She has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Seamstress who has hired her part-time. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: When she was but 8 years old her parents immigrated from the south. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and she has a crush on the local servant

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 3000 sp. Tourmaline (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy blonde stubble. He wears long strands of ruby and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a hunchback. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. 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 has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp. Red spinel (50 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp).

Description: He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'1" when asserting himself. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Frederick was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Poor, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 gp.