Description: This slender woman stands about 5'2". She wears a yellow costume with the symbols of luck on her torso. Her silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: Althaea was born with her father's beautiful face. 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 has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Scribe. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Scribe; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 260 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a green shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair is blue and very short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's in love; and he wants to get laid

Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Guardian, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. He carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished dagger as well. His scarlet crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. This red eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is an amazing painter.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Dadalan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Dadalan liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 360 gp. Obsidian (7 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Ivellios was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 200 sp.