Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a black coat with yellow slacks. Her black hair is knotted and matted. She has blue eyes.

Personality: Shaena wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. She has never given up on her writing dream.

Motivation: Elven compassion.

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He carries with him a set of scimitars on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His scarlet crest is still thick. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Gargax has worked very hard to control his curse. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 80 gp. Banded agate (7 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a black coat, and a wedding ring on her left hand. She has moderate length purple hair. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. She has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. Some 2 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Bune never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: Revenge; and many brigands want her driven away

Ideals: Joker, Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: In love, Enemies. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: She usually wears her black robe and has her falchion always slung over her shoulder. She keeps her red hair in a pixie cut. Her ears are large.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: She was born in a small desert village. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: Marry her sister to traveling adventurers; and to unite with her sister

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.