Description: She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. She is portly but not overly obese. Her red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. Her eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Has a crush. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: This late middle aged man is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright red and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems and is in decent physical shape. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Bhevek was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered dire rats who tried to eat his hand. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bhevek fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His chestnut hair is still thick. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: This northern woman wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She wears a Stetson hat to cover her moderate length brown hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the north her family was never financially stable. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Many brigands want her driven away; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 120 gp. A small bag of saffron. (40 gp).