Description: She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly kukris and maces. Her long bronze crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she wears a white wide-brimmed hat and white clothes. Her silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. A true patriot, Fistula would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Being born in the east, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the east for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way west. She struck the Sailor job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Military, Family, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: An older man who dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is short and black. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Justice, Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears silk and lounges about seductively. She has a long white ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: She was born in a small forest village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Althaea took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortspear and armor she uses now. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions.

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1000 cp.