Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she wears a violet coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon her head. She keeps her long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Bookbinder. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bookbinder.

Motivation: Many gnolls want her driven away; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Fearful, Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fonkin does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Fonkin was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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 became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: She wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. Her black hair is thinning but still full. Her skin is flawless and her blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: This woman loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: He stands about 5'2" and prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. The war was a terrible time for him, and Gomory does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a longbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.