Description: She stands about 6'1" and wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a axe, but if one is not available she will default to her sickle. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. She has moderate length chestnut hair. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She struck the Cartwright job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Flaws: Terse, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 50 gp. 4 Antitoxin.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a black collared shirt and pastel skirt. She accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. She sports a flattop crest cut. Her half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. A serious injury left her mother unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm mother. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: To pay off her debts; and she made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Debt. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: An older woman who wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body, she is not a threatening figure. Her green crest is greasy and uncared for. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gilkass grew up listening to her father's many stories. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She became a Crown-heir soon after.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is her passion.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He wears a brown shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His orange fur is singed and shortened. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the south were limited. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.