Description: She tends to wear a blue poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She is physically well-built. Her blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

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 a great chef.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In her 19th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 sp. Deep green spinel (120 gp).

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her blue eyes peer out from beneath her broad violet hat.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with singing. She constantly tries to fill her life with singing. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her mother. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Elves in Geva's homeland. Geva decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 90 pp. Red-brown spinel (90 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering his clean studded leather and is in decent physical shape. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined, Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered pastel stockings. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He hates Tieflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 290 gp.