Description: She is dressed in an above average manner. She is physically well-built. Her long auburn hair reaches down to her waist. Her eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: The child of a Cook, who enjoyed hunting, Rosamund was taken on many hunting expeditions. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She bought a dagger and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears just a violet suit. She keeps her long red hair kept up in a rat tail. She is baby faced.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Slave Trader profession.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Mortician. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Mortician for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to be a slave trader again

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a black Stetson hat and black clothes, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. He wears his black crest down. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Maagog grew up listening to his father's many stories. Maagog was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Maagog decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair is always cut to a buzz. 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 almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He worked as a nervous Dyer and found it very stressful. He has worked as a Dyer like his mother before him.

Motivation: To be a Bowyer again; and expand his business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears long strands of ruby and short yellow dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Body Guard. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Gifted from a young age, Roland studied abroad. When Roland reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Body Guard for the past few years.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 800 sp. 4 Thunderstones.