Description: An older woman who wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt, she is not a threatening figure. Her tied-back hair is white. Her fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Orcs.

History: Fistula was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She worked as a nervous Server and found it very stressful. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: Expand her business; and to reunite with her old friends

Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 20 gp. Violet garnet (300 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair is short and auburn. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Military, Slave. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered white stockings, marred by chocolates. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Rimple 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. Rimple 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. His hair is black and curly. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.