Description: A pudgy woman standing about 3'10" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a worn and beaten armor. She wears her white hair up. She has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born in the south to a Herbalist, Finellen learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Her first spouse was a Shipwright, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears just a violet suit. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Riardon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged man wears an entirely blue suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes and is in decent physical shape. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Broce is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 70 gp. Eye agate (4 gp).