Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She has wavy golden hair. Her eyes are amber.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Gnomish companion (her 'brother'). She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge and is in decent physical shape. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Enialis grew up listening to his mother's many stories. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His blonde hair is long and unkept. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born in a small island village. Varis 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 360 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'8". He dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with brown slacks. His crest, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Srorthen wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Srorthen is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Srorthen was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When Srorthen reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 100 sp.