Description: This woman has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her white robe, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Ellywick lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a daughter. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive, Racist. Bonds: Family, In love. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She wears suspenders and red workpants. Her shirt is tan, and she wears a heavy red leather apron most of the time. She is an epitome of beauty. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her violet eyes peer out from beneath her top red hat.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions.

Ideals: Passionate, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 360 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, grey shirt, and brown tie. He is physically well-built. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. This blue eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Morkral was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bookbinder.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he usually wears his green robe and has his club always slung over his shoulder. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: The child of a Scribe, who enjoyed hunting, Mordai was taken on many hunting expeditions. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He bought a club and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.