Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her beige fur is smooth and relatively long. Her eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing poetry.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Cloud took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up crossbow and armor she uses now. She tends to her Bricklayer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and she desires to right it; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears bulky tan painted plate armor, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She has all her life been fascinated with dancing.

History: Pyntle 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. 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. Some 6 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Pyntle never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: In love, Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Silk rope.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears long strands of amber and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He wears his gold crest down. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Zedaar reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Zedaar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, In love, Military. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing yellow cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze. Her auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes are likewise blue. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform 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 is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she is greedy

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military, Slave. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has wavy black hair. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to protect his home

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Guardian, Immigrant, Slave, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 350 gp.