Description: This northern woman is abnormally tall. She wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. She wears a top hat to hide her balding. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. A freak accident while working with her Apothecary father left her crippled. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Weaver for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to be a apothecary again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 500 gp. Alexandrite (1000 gp). Red-brown spinel (110 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp).

Description: Standing 5'11", this man wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple pastel line shooting up and back down. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Carnelian (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Black opal (700 gp).

Description: She wears tattered old clothes. Her red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Layabout arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She found a children's book about a Human Paladin who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears a yellow cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. She sports brown long hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. During her travels, Hugolina and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Hugolina discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Hugolina fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.