Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. Her long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sailor.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: She wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. She is physically well-built. Her black fur is greasy and uncared for. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

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 is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and she's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Lazy, Antagonistic, Racist. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is long and golden with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Everard was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. After coming to the age of reason, Sheggen took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has worked as a Bricklayer like his father before him.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 400 sp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (110 gp).