Description: She very much looks the part of a Marshal. She carries with her a set of greatswords, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gray.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She uses divination through singing.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Puyet was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Her parents enrolled her in a Cleric school at a young age so that she could practice her druidic talents. She tends to her Marshal job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She has styled her beige fur well, parting it to the left. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Two Llamas's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: When she was but 7 years old her parents immigrated from the west. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Slave. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Glassblower and was forced into it by his family; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 4000 cp. Citrine (40 gp).

Description: He stands about 6'9" and wears just a white suit. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His white hair is lengthy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Gûndza took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He's also a talented Locksmith, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1000 cp. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: This man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Beiro was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Justice, Opinionated. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 400 gp.