Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: Therlin hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her poetry career. 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: She was born on a small isolated farm. A freak accident while working with her Bowyer father left her crippled. She bought a lance and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Shoemaker responsibilities is difficult; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 350 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His crest is brass, silky, and of moderate length. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Vrondiss is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Navigator arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Extrovert, Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Berrian was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Locksmith.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 50 gp. Carnelian (30 gp). 1 Silk rope.

Description: This man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light red in addition to tight pants, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Gildmak was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'9". He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His fur is gray and curly. His skin is flawless and his copper eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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 has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and doesn't want to be a dilettante and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 4000 cp. Chrysoberyl (60 gp). 1 Banded mail.