Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her dagger with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gray.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Vanchu grew up listening to her mother's many stories. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Vanchu took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up dagger and armor she uses now. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she has a crush on the local cook

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 15000 cp.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. Her green crest is matted, messy, and big. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady red eyes.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane, PTSD. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 2000 cp. A silver and pearl hairclip (80 gp).

Description: He stands about 4'1" and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Servant who has hired him part-time. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Has a crush, Slave. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He prefers to wear flannel. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Morkral isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born into a rich family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Buckler.