Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she prefers to wear black clothing when she does not wear armor. Her purple hair is singed and shortened. Her gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: Damaia was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears long strands of topaz and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Zâthra is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 40 gp. Rose (30 gp).

Description: She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest, and carries sickles. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. While she appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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 inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Job, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She is lean but muscular and wears dull tan sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed falchion, just in case. Her silver hair is lengthy. Her green 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 claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: Tippletoe was raised in a hard working conservative environment. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Fletcher for hire.

Motivation: To pay off her debts; and expand her business

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mayor for hire.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 360 gp.