Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, brown shirt, and violet tie. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 80 gp. Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp). 2 Thunderstones.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shield, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His lavender fur is unkempt and raggedy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. 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: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spice Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears long strands of emerald and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her hair is short and silver. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Weaver. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her father's willingness to do anything to win. Being a Weaver kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Expand her business; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: She is renowned for her bright brown dresses and hats. She has styled her blonde hair well, parting it to the left. This brown eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. The war was a terrible time for her, and Oriff does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. Oriff was born on a far southern island where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Bricklayer. 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 to be a layabout again

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 100 pp. Chrysoberyl (100 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His head has been shaved. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

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 parents enrolled him in a Monk school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's in love; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1000 sp.