Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears suspenders and black workpants. Her shirt is green, and she wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. She has bronze crest. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Savaran liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: She stands about 6'7" and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her crest is green and curly. Her eyes are likewise red. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Uadjit is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her brothers into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: Uadjit hails from a village terrorized by brigands. A freak accident while working with her Farmer father left her crippled. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and she desires to right it.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 3'5" northern man, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His chestnut hair is cut short. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a Interpreter first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Interpreter for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing a tight pastel one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his falchion, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Gifted from a young age, Moon studied abroad. 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. During his travels, Moon and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Moon discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Moon fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 800 sp. Moonstone (70 gp).