Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She prefers to wear flannel. Her black fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her eyes are likewise green. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. After coming to the age of reason, River took it upon herself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 320 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (160 gp). Silver ewer (20 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with black slacks. Her tied-back hair is blonde. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Crown-heir.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she feels threatened by others

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. The war was a terrible time for him, and Dreali does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Navigator arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Disease, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Good lock.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. His white hair is braided into rings. He is baby faced.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he's in love

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a grey vest and prefers brown and blue shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. With wild chestnut hair. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Barbena embodies much of what other species detest in the Dwarves. 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, Barbena is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. Through the years after Barbena was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Barbena's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1500 sp.