Description: He stands about 4'0" and dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. Vondal liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: This woman is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Soapmaker. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on her right hand. Her long blonde hair reaches down to her waist. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady gray eyes.

Personality: Abalaba is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. Some 6 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Abalaba never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Her black hair is heavily combed to the right. Her violet eyes peer out from beneath her top blue hat.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She has all her life been fascinated with dancing.

History: Duvamil was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To protect her home.

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Poor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 3000 cp. Red-brown spinel (50 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her falchion, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. Her blonde hair is cut short. She has a dull look in her hazel eyes.

Personality: Ella is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and balancing her hectic life and new tailor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.