Description: She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Jeweler arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered west to less war torn lands. 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. Merla fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 300 sp.

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 generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. Thervan was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Painter. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and he perpetually has his greatsword ready. He keeps his long rusty crest kept up in a rat tail. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: This tall, slender man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: Born in the north to a Banker, Varis learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Banker and was forced into it by his family; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Amethyst (40 gp). White opal (500 gp). Amethyst (40 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Himo liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Deep green spinel (120 gp). Malachite (10 gp).