Description: This exceptionally lanky woman is dressed in earthy colors with a pastel and blue handkerchief worn on her left side. She wears a broad hat to hide her balding. Her yellow eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Lone is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Lone was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In her 14th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Crown-heir responsibilities is difficult; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Slave. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gold eyes.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. The war was a terrible time for him, and Mreksh does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Mreksh was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 60 gp. Lapis lazuli (12 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a white armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Butcher arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her auburn hair is lengthy. Her eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Sculptor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To pay off her debts; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 5000 cp.