Description: This tall, slender woman wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her silver crest is braided into rings. Her red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. 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 is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a green vest and prefers blue and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His white crest is lengthy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Dadalan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dadalan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and tabaxi compassion

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 2400 sp.

Description: This late middle aged man sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear and is in decent physical shape. His crest is cut close to his head. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Donaar speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

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. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fletcher work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fletcher work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Fletcher for hire.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to be a shipwright again

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. His bronze crest is unkempt and raggedy. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. After a long history of fighting, Ildrex and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His blue hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise black.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.