Description: Standing 3'3", this man wears professional attire. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Howard was born with his mother's beautiful face. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Howard was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 80 gp. Lapis lazuli (16 gp).

Description: She is an average looking northern female in her early mid-life. She wears baggy green pantaloons and a red scarf. Her purple hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her silver eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Bather born in the past three hundred years. The war was a terrible time for her, and Markosian does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Markosian lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Like her father and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Bather. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and wants to raise her children well

Flaws: Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 300 sp. Iolite (70 gp).

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a green shirt, with a brown mid length skirt with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her hair is black and curly. Her black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She comes from a rich eastern family. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by brigands. Nemeia was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions.

Bonds: Religious, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2300 sp.

Description: A moderately attractive woman, she dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. She wears her golden hair up. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: Gifted from a young age, Morana studied abroad. Her parents enrolled her in a Warrior school at a young age so that she could practice her divine talents. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and she desires to right it; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. Chrysoberyl (160 gp).

Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. Her chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Slave Trader business.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. While she appears to be a normal Tiefling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1800 sp. 1 Half-Plate.