Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available she will default to her halberd. Her head has been shaved. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: She wears an entirely blue suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. She carries with her a set of shortspears, each one with a opal on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. With wild silver hair. Her eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: This woman loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered writing. She has never given up on her writing dream.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 170 gp. Red spinel (90 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Azurite (5 gp).

Description: He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'8" when asserting himself. His chestnut hair is still thick. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Mormo isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Mormo lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Mormo was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Expand his business; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears silk and lounges about seductively. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a tattooed face.

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. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Hadarai was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Ranger, 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 Ranger in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Hadarai abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tiefling artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Cynical, Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Dariff 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. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 8000 cp. 1 Banded mail.