Description: This late middle aged woman is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Barkeep and is in decent physical shape. Her yellow fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She has blue eyes and a pastel hat with a green feather.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Barkeep born in the past three hundred years. A true patriot, Cloud would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Cloud was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Barkeep hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and doesn't want to be a barkeep and was forced into it by her family

Bonds: Job, Military, Poor, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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 gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trey fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. She has wavy white hair. She has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Faral is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She got into the Sellsword business at a young age. Her childhood dream was to be a Architect, but she was a colossal failure. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered black stockings, marred by chocolates. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the left. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. 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: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a club and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Tourmaline (140 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. Her brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Waywocket lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Shepherd for hire.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Shepherd and was forced into it by her family.

Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 4000 cp.