Description: She dresses like a well dressed Apothecary does. Her hair is chestnut and curly. Her brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is fiercely devoted to her father, and views her father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-brother.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: To be a Fisher again; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Family, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His white hair is still thick. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, In love, Religious. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is brown and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 39. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Orsik was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 6'6" and muscular, this eastern man wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a axe, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd. He keeps his white crest in a pixie cut. This red eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He takes great joy in being the best Miller in town.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He became a Miller soon after.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 100 sp.