Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her crest is copper and curly. Her red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: She was raised in a plains tribe. Thava liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

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

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 290 gp. Carnelian (20 gp). Coral (130 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp).

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a brown costume with the symbols of magic on her torso. Her brown hair is singed and shortened. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She was born into a rich family. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Brewer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Brewer work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has achieved small success as a Brewer.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Brewer responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: She is a husky woman, who is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. Her blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She has all her life been fascinated with music.

History: Her divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Seebo was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His childhood dream was to be a Mortician, but he was a colossal failure. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to be a mortician again

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Greedy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Silk rope.