Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears tattered old clothes. Her yellow fur has been sun bleached extensively. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family After coming to the age of reason, Drifting took it upon herself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 35000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her ceremonial dagger with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her blue hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her silver eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: This woman loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Hecat was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She moved out east to avoid the crime she committed. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he usually wears his violet robe and has his bow always slung over his shoulder. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Lance was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Blacksmith work with an outfit from a few towns over. Blacksmith work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a green costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. His purple hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Fenriz was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Logical, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His silver hair is still thick. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Kilvar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His childhood dream was to be a Server, but he was a colossal failure. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice. Flaws: Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 300 sp.