Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. She has dyed her greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. Her green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Ownka and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and she has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He likes to wear grey tank tops with pastel pants. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the left. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is obsessed with his god.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. At some point he was captured by brigands and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Hourglass. 1 Average lock.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. To his fellows he 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 to a Banker, Darrak learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, dire rats burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying north to reunite his family. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Darrak was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Blue quartz (13 gp).

Description: She stands about 6'4" and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her green crest is thinning but still full. Her ears are large.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Through the years after Havilar was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Havilar's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.