Description: This woman wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. She wears her lavender fur down. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing painting.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She was taken from her home at a very young age. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Skirt fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Therai was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Bonds: Attractive, Family, Mentor, Guardian, Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'10". He is wearing a long, violet cloak. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Aelar hails from a village terrorized by illithids. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Dayereth was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Military, Debt. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 gp.