Description: She wears long strands of sapphire and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and carries scimitars. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. She has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage daughter.

History: Born in the north to a Junk Dealer, Lagazi learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Being born in the north, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the north for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way east. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother; and doesn't want to be a junk dealer and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: She wears professional attire, and carries monstrous two handed axes. She keeps her long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her amber eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She was born into a rich family. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2000 cp. Red-brown spinel (130 gp).

Description: She is a husky woman, who is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she is content

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 2'11". He is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, tan shirt, and blue tie, and his gloved hand is found clutching a scythe. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the left. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: The child of a Body Guard, who enjoyed hunting, Nelkin was taken on many hunting expeditions. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature, Immigrant, Guardian. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Just what you see.