Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with pastel lining and desert motifs. His lavender fur has been sun bleached extensively. He is baby faced.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 130 gp. Tourmaline (100 gp).

Description: This woman wears a blue coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon her head, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: She was born in the north. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She has done her best to style her red hair to look like a famous performer. Her eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Shava fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 800 sp. Bloodstone (70 gp).

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She usually wears her yellow robe and has her rapier always slung over her shoulder. She has no hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with her Stylist father left her crippled. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic, Selfish, Disease. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Just what you see.