Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a robe, a symbol of luck around her neck, and a scimitar on her belt. She has wavy blonde hair. Her skin is flawless and her hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Through the years after Ranala was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Ranala's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ranala fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and has the majority of his body covered in plate. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Nicor is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Obsidian (11 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). 1 Holy water. 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. His crest is copper, silky, and of moderate length. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Adrex will drive conversation. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Server arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He's also a talented Mason, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 110 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her crest is gold and very short. Her gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. When Aasathra reached her early adolescence her Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aasathra fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a pastel costume with the symbols of strength on her torso. Her fur is gray and very short. She has a dull look in her amber eyes.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.