Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her golden hair is singed and shortened. Her violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Human companion (her 'brother'). When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. He is an epitome of beauty. He has shaved his head bald. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. A friendly and beautiful Halfling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He is an epitome of beauty. His tied-back hair is white. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears pastel leather gloves, a pastel jacket, and tight pants. His yellow fur is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Selfish, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 50 gp.