Description: This western woman wears a black top hat and black clothes. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Sporting a silver mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Avelina was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the west.

Ideals: Persistence, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. She keeps her long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. Her gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born to a Bellfounder, her father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Fortune-teller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 2 Thunderstones. 2 Thunderstones.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'0". He dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Merchant arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 40000 cp. Citrine (20 gp). Jasper (20 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a tan collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His blonde hair is still thick. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Alex took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Ruler and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 40000 cp.