Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She carries with her a set of hammers, each one with a amber on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her long golden hair reaches down to her waist. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Marshal born in the past three hundred years. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: Born in the south to a Marshal, Eva learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Her childhood dream was to be a Scribe, but she was a colossal failure. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand her business

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 22000 sp.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Carpenter. Her long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She has a dull look in her blue eyes.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Birel embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She has dedicated herself to building a better world.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the south; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 200 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He dresses in violet turtlenecks beneath a black coat with brown slacks. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Persistence, Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears his black hair down. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Dilettante. A true patriot, Fallond would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fallond fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Military, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 350 gp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his whip with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

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

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.