Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a simple black robe with green stripes complete with hood. Her silver hair, when down, is lengthy. Her red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her arcane abilities were realized during a raid on her village. 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. Damaia fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Unemployed and was forced into it by her family; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a tan shirt with thin violet vertical stripes and blue pants. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Roofer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He dropped out of school to support his sick mother, and resented it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Pacifist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. She wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available she will default to her warhammer. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. Her eyes are green and beady.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside her partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 100 sp. 5 Acid flasks.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She keeps her cinnamon fur in a pixie cut. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Her druidic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To pay off her debts; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.