Description: She is a husky woman, who wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her whip with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her crest is brass and very short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside her partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. Her blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. Her hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. Some 7 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Vistra never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has moderate length red hair. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature quarterstaff.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears pastel painted combat armor at almost all times. His fur is red and curly. His yellow eyes peer out from beneath his top pastel hat.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Mortician they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Marshal, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 140 gp. Sardonyx (30 gp).