Description: She wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, and she perpetually has her ceremonial dagger ready. Her chestnut hair is knotted and matted. Her skin is flawless and her green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Cartwright. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. Traulam 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Traulam fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To be a Navigator again; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has wavy black fur. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Sellsword work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sellsword work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Sellsword.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 180 gp. Golden pearl (120 gp). Jet (120 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She wears a green cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. She carries a battered greatsword and tarnished pickaxe as well. Her hair is dark red and curly. She has gold eyes and a green hat with a brown feather.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Bune took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up pickaxe and armor she uses now. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears tattered old clothes. His white fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are copper.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Flask lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His childhood dream was to be a Shepherd, but he was a colossal failure. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Mayor and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Religious, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Just what you see.