Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a worn and beaten armor. She sports a flattop hair cut. This gold eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

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. 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, Kasdeya is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Kasdeya grew up listening to her father's many stories. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: To unite with her sister; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 3'2" and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Small steel mirror.

Description: She is scrawny and has patchy green crest. She wears tattered old clothes. She has a hunchback. She wears a feathered hat to hide her balding. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. A gifted student she started as a Courier, but she got bored and became a Stableman. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand her business

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 230 gp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His brown hair is heavily combed to the left. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Bowyer.

Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

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 dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with violet slacks. Her moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Naivara was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Has a crush, Mentor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 120 gp. Jade (70 gp).