Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. She wears a violet vest and prefers grey and yellow shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, marred by sweets. She has dyed her greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She was granted martial powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Locksmith arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Roondar was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Roondar decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. She carries a battered whip and tarnished warhammer as well. Her auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 69. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: 4'7" and muscular, this western woman wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She wears her golden hair up. Her violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to prove her worth to the world

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.