Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She has moderate length golden hair. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Sariel grew up listening to her father's many stories. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 east. 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: To reunite with her absent father.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1200 sp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (120 gp). 4 Smokesticks.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she prefers to wear flannel. Her hair is cut close to her head. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. In the meantime she has taken over work as a Barkeep and occasionally as a mercenary.

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

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He likes to wear pastel tank tops with red pants. His gray fur is still thick. His copper unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Shy, Ugly. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: This man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Scribe. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his right hand. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He became a Scribe soon after.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he wants revenge against drow

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Just what you see.