Description: She dresses in pastel turtlenecks beneath a black coat with white slacks. She has wavy brown fur. Her eyes are copper and catlike.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Human companion (her 'brother'). She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter; and an old rival family wants her found

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He is physically well-built. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Gerbo was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 120 gp. Obsidian (16 gp).

Description: Standing 4'9", this woman is renowned for her bright grey dresses and hats. She has no hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with singing. She constantly tries to fill her life with singing. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in the west her family was never financially stable. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Ideals: Artistic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man likes to wear white tank tops with blue pants. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his right hand. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a black shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He keeps his red crest in a flapper bob. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Vrondiss wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Commoner, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Vrondiss was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Vrondiss's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 600 sp. Star rose quartz (40 gp).