Description: She wears a violet shirt, with a tan mid length skirt with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'11" when asserting herself. Her golden hair is cut short. Her eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: Eleanor is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. Eleanor was born on a far southern island where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Armorer. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. She carries a battered glaive and tarnished shortspear as well. She has wavy auburn hair. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 270 gp. Azurite (16 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Red spinel (100 gp).

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and he perpetually has his hand crossbow ready. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

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. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Nalral was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nalral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1400 sp. Deep green spinel (150 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp).

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His brown hair is braided into rings. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: Caeldrim was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warrior, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warrior in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Server

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 340 gp. A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (90 gp).

Description: This eastern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 110 gp. Amber (90 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp).