Description: She wears silk and lounges about seductively. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her spear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. She has slicked back red hair. Her gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She was born in a small plains village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Jasmine took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up spear and armor she uses now. She bought a spear and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She is a physically imposing light-skinned woman. She wears suspenders and brown workpants. Her shirt is tan, and she wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. Her black hair is greasy and uncared for. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Kristryd wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Lazy, Mundane. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Cartwright. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He worked as a nervous Cartwright and found it very stressful. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a green cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He keeps his long bronze crest kept up in a rat tail. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is an amazing painter.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Glassblower for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Navigator again.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Backpack.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His white hair is singed and shortened. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Mindartis lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Family, Military. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 120 gp. Sardonyx (60 gp).