Description: She stands about 5'4" and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. She has a very tight haircut. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: She was born in the north. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the north; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: She wears suspenders and grey workpants. Her shirt is blue, and she wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her green eyes peer out from beneath her top grey hat.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: She comes from a rich northern family. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and to reunite with her absent mother

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Family, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This tall, slender man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His black hair is braided into rings. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He takes great joy in being the best Sailor in town.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Sailor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sailor.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: She wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a kukri, but if one is not available she will default to her pickaxe. She carries with her a set of pickaxes on her belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. She has no hair. She has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Just what you see.