Description: He stands about 6'6" and wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His crest is copper and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Mehen was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This eastern woman is abnormally tall. She has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her violet robe. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her hair is long and black with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small grey clips. Her brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Rohesia abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 2 Antitoxin.

Description: She dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with white slacks. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Mardnab was born with her mother's beautiful face. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Addict, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: She is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. She has a hunchback. Her brown hair, when down, is lengthy. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: Gifted from a young age, Maiathah studied abroad. She always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 100 gp.