Description: An older woman who prefers to wear green clothing when she does not wear armor, she is not a threatening figure. Her bronze crest is still thick. She has red eyes and a green hat with a red feather.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 13. 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 stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.

History: She was born into a rich family. Savaran was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Savaran decided she wanted neither the life of her father nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Some 2 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Savaran never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, In love, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 10000 cp. Eye agate (6 gp). Red spinel (80 gp).

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 old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She wears a colorful flower in her chestnut hair. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing singing.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. He has dyed his greying purple hair a little too much giving a sharp purple color. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Adventurer born in the past three hundred years. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

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 druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Military, Guardian. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Pink pearl (40 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Barber. He became a Barber soon after.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's in love

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Military, Rich, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'10". He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his feathered violet hat.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Halfling culture. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Odo grew up listening to his father's many stories. When Odo reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf 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. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Halfling compassion.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.