Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and she perpetually has her warhammer ready. Her hair is long and red with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small red clips. Her brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. 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: Rose was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like her mother and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Crown-heir. She tends to her Crown-heir job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears baggy green pantaloons and a brown scarf. She has moderate length brass crest. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. Findex enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Gnomish activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Gnomish doctor. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortspear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is physically well-built. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. This blue eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: She is renowned for her bright yellow dresses and hats. She is physically well-built. Her white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She has a dull look in her gray eyes.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She takes great joy in being the best Server in town.

History: She was born at the edge of vast island. Ella liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She has never given up on her writing dream.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.