Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His rusty crest is lengthy. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Azzakh was born with his father's beautiful face. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fletcher. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Azzakh never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and to be a banker again

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Attractive, In love, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a morningstar on her belt. She carries with her a set of morningstars on her belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She has a very tight haircut. Her half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in the west her family was never financially stable. In her 14th 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. 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. Merla fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 800 sp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). 1 Good lock.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She keeps her long white hair kept up in a rat tail. She has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: She was born in the west. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. Dara took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor she uses now. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a axe, but if one is not available she will default to her dagger. Her moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She is very protective of her business, her home, and her spouse. She is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Beatrice grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Beatrice. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 600 sp.