Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She carries with her a set of crossbows, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She has slicked back golden hair. Her brown eyes peer out from beneath her feathered tan hat.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. 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 is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Anastrianna was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Anastrianna decided she wanted neither the life of her father nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fisher.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1900 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her bronze crest, when down, is lengthy. She has gold eyes.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Uadjit was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Baker for the past few years.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and expand her business

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1000 cp.

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 wears a worn and beaten armor. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep silver.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Valafar lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Barkeep. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 13000 cp. Zircon (30 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). 1 Backpack. 1 Average lock. 1 Silk rope.

Description: The light-skinned woman stands 4'8" and wears suspenders and white workpants. Her shirt is grey, and she wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. With wild white hair. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her father. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to her current location. 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. Tagga fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his spear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His fur, while still mostly orange, has prominent grey streaks. He has gleaming, smiling yellow eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When Harvest reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi mother 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 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: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 800 sp.