Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a brown collared shirt and tan skirt. She accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Sporting a silver mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She is baby faced.

Personality: Balifra is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She bought a greatsword and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Bhevek liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Passionate, Joker. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'0" and typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sculptor born in the past three hundred years. 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, Travok is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Travok was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He's also a talented Herbalist, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and to be a herbalist again

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Job, Poor, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. He has no hair. His white eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Spice Merchant business.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Cimer abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature kukri.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 350 gp.