Description: This woman does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her hair is golden and curly. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.

History: Gifted from a young age, Maegan studied abroad. One day when Maegan was young, her mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly her mother dropped to the ground dead. Her mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Maegan was heart-stricken from the event, and her father started working long hours to provde for them. She was granted divine powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and to settle down with her crush

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 800 sp. Red-brown spinel (110 gp). 2 Smokesticks.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tan collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His ears are large.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fibblestib does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Fibblestib never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature, In love. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it, and carries longswords. Her broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She moved out east to avoid the crime she committed. After a long history of fighting, Naivara and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'5" and wears a tan coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has no hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Bather profession.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Spice Merchant. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new spice merchant responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.