Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Her hair is short and chestnut. Her violet eyes are passionate and lively.

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 takes great joy in being the best Apothecary in town.

History: Sariel hails from a village terrorized by drow. She worked as a nervous Apothecary and found it very stressful. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Apothecary for the past few years.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found.

Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Family, Job, Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 70 gp. 3 Smokesticks.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His golden hair is cut short. His ears are large.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'5". He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. He wears an eyepatch.

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 make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He bought a morningstar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Junk Dealer responsibilities is difficult; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive woman, she likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her white hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She disdains her fellow southerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. When Marigold reached her early adolescence her Halfling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She has never given up on her singing dream.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.