Description: She is dressed in a clean green cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her eyes are silver and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Nemeia is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: Nemeia was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: She wears a black vest and prefers grey and green shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and she perpetually has her axe ready. Her hair is short and blue. Her eyes are red.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Her parents enrolled her in a Aristocrat school at a young age so that she could practice her psionic talents. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Disease. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: He wears long strands of aquamarine and short violet dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries with him a set of falchions, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is blonde and curly. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1700 sp. 3 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: She is in excellent shape and is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. Her black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. This hazel eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: She was born at the edge of vast mountains. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1 Average lock.

Description: She wears skinny pants and wears a green and red robe with the hood down. She carries a battered dagger and tarnished nunchaku as well. She has wavy black crest. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Savaran lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. She has worked as a Sellsword like her father before her.

Motivation: To unite with her sister; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1 Average lock. 1 Disguise kit. 1 Crowbar.