Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. Her long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Abalaba is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Abalaba liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 320 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has moderate length red hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Vonbin was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has done his best to style his white crest to look like a famous performer. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. The war was a terrible time for him, and Dadalan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Addict, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 9000 cp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (110 gp).

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. Her white crest is singed and shortened. She has red eyes and a green hat with a brown feather.

Personality: She hates dire rats. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Furrele is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Furrele was born on a far eastern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Sellsword. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He prefers to wear flannel. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born in a small plains village. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 100 gp.