Description: The light-skinned woman stands 3'11" and typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor. Her black hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. Balifra is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her brothers into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She has never given up on her painting dream.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and to reunite with her absent mother

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: This late middle aged man is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape and is in decent physical shape. His fur is short and lavender. He is baby faced.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Spear was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Stylist for the past few years.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Stylist and was forced into it by his family; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Pacifist, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: 6'2" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing. He has done his best to style his cinnamon fur to look like a famous performer. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He uses divination through singing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Art took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Scribe. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.