Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She has dyed her greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. 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 has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Pacifist, Fighting. Bonds: Family, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 2900 sp.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a green armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. Her hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she is greedy

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'0". He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and his gloved hand is found clutching a scimitar. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Theobald was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 150 gp. Onyx (20 gp).

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her brown robe. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. 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 a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Server. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and she desires to right it; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her white hair is matted, messy, and big. Her black unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Phelaia has worked very hard to control her curse. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is her passion; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.