Description: She wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. She carries with her a set of whips, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dara fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears a tan shirt with thin yellow vertical stripes and green pants. Her black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Slave. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Fisher arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 13. 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 believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gifted student he started as a Marshal, but he got bored and became a Guard. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Guard.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to be a marshal again

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a black tunic with pastel highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around her shoes. She keeps her red crest in a flapper bob. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. 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, Tatyan is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a son. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Disease. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.