Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. She wears a broad hat to cover her moderate length blonde hair. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: Mardnab hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her singing career. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered singing. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 60 gp. Tourmaline (100 gp).

Description: She is in excellent shape and wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. Her white hair is knotted and matted. Her green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Jacoba fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 150 gp. Tourmaline (160 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Gnome in existence. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Justice, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright red and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. She has shaved her head bald. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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. Alain took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor she uses now. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane, Depressed, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.