Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Halimath has worked very hard to control his curse. During his travels, Halimath and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Halimath discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Halimath fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Citrine (80 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: 4'11" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears a tan shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and violet pants. She has moderate length brown hair. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her gray 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 feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by dire rats. Sariel was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end her boredom

Flaws: Emotional, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 sp. A roughly beaten golden orb (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. She wears long strands of emerald and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She wears a Stetson hat to cover her moderate length auburn hair. She has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is mildly Gnome supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Dalaba was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She is greedy; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 700 sp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears professional attire. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: Menny wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Monk, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Menny was born on a far western island where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Bellfounder. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.