Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. She wears a feathered hat to hide her balding. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She works hard and plays hard.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Hedonist, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His beige fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a red armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. She has styled her golden hair well, parting it to the right. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She was born in the east. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a brown vest and prefers blue and brown shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Her red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. A true patriot, Tordrid would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with her Bounty Hunter father left her crippled. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His bronze crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his red eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Direcris hails from a village terrorized by goblins. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 40 pp.