Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. Her black hair is heavily combed to the right. Her silver eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Gifted from a young age, Lerissa studied abroad. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Ploughman kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears dull pastel sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortspear, just in case. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His yellow eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed pastel hat.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Trail grew up listening to his mother's many stories. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears professional attire. His long cinnamon fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are copper.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. 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: He got into the Navigator business at a young age. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He tends to his Navigator job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Guard again; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Slave. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He is a husky man, who has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. He has dyed his greying gold crest a little too much giving a sharp gold color. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Salasar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 160 gp. 2 Tanglefoot bags.