Description: This fat southern woman has a bulbous nose and sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She was born in a small forest village. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent father; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears tattered old clothes. With wild blonde hair. Her eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Herleva isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. She refers to her adoptive father for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Nature, Job. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 600 sp. Aquamarine (200 gp).

Description: She has a missing left leg. She is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. With wild golden hair. Her blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. A true patriot, Valanthe would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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's also a talented Knight, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand her business.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 400 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (60 gp). Silver ewer (70 gp).

Description: She wears an entirely white suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her black hair is heavily combed to the right. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Yevelda was born with her mother's beautiful face. Yevelda was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Yevelda decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Disciplined, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Painter

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1700 sp.

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 pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a rapier, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff. He has dyed his greying lavender fur a little too much giving a sharp lavender color. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 77. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Locksmith but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 350 gp.