Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her fur is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Guard business.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. A freak accident while working with her Roofer mother left her crippled. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and balancing her hectic life and new guard responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: She tends to wear a pastel poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She is portly but not overly obese. She wears her cinnamon fur up. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady hazel eyes.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 700 sp. Pink pearl (110 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears skinny pants and wears a black and yellow robe with the hood down. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. Balam was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Body Guard. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 20 gp. Carnelian (50 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He sports a flattop fur cut. He has copper eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Mentor, Slave. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2000 cp.