Description: This tall, slender woman wears a grey shirt, with a black mid length skirt with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her brown hair is greasy and uncared for. Her ears are large.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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: The child of a Mercenary, who enjoyed hunting, Werydd was taken on many hunting expeditions. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Werydd took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor she uses now. She has achieved small success as a Masseuse.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: 3'3" and muscular, this eastern man is dressed in an above average manner. He has shaved his head bald. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker blue hat.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. After coming to the age of reason, Glim took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1000 cp. 3 Holy water.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has styled his scarlet crest well, parting it to the left. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker, Fighting, Gifted. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 19000 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Rolf lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Glassblower they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Servant, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 sp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his sickle. He keeps his scarlet crest in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

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. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Zedaar was born with his mother's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He's in love; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Persistence, Joker. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Banded mail.