Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her trident with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. A true patriot, Malquis would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: To protect her home; and she is greedy

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, Guardian, Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is typically in her Weaver uniform. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her club, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. Her golden hair is still thick. Her blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: A powerful slaver made her what she is. 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. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Expand her business; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his quarterstaff, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. 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: Gifted from a young age, Dreali studied abroad. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 6'6" and muscular, this southern man is wearing a long, black cloak. His scarlet crest is thinning but still full. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born in the south. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork manacles.