Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and carries hammers. She has moderate length white hair. This hazel eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Spice Merchant arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bree fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 2000 cp. Silver pearl (80 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. He has no hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Beloril wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Beloril was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Beloril decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 30 pp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His rusty crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.