Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. She wears a grey collared shirt and red skirt. She accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt, marred by sweets. She wears her blonde hair down. She has green eyes.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by orcs. Margery was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a tight fitting pastel shirt and pants. His head has been shaved. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Gerald was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Guard hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a white shirt with thin pastel vertical stripes and tan pants. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.