Description: She stands about 5'9" and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her red hair is matted, messy, and big. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is a Sage first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Sarah was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 Sage. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and balancing her hectic life and new sage responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Azurite (5 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp).

Description: This woman is very fat, and wears a brown vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her brown boots flare out at the collars. She wears her auburn hair down. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a brown shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Darrak is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His father 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 has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Persistence, Justice, Artistic. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker blue hat.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Thamior was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Map Maker. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 8000 cp.