Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears long strands of sapphire and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Sporting a white mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She has a dull look in her blue eyes.

Personality: She hates Half-Orcs with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Tawar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Mayor. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Half-Elven compassion; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Solid gold idol (300 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover her moderate length golden hair. Her fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Healer profession.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She has worked as a Soapmaker like her father before her.

Motivation: To end her boredom.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Terse, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 100 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp).

Description: She is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She has a hunchback. Her hair is cut close to her head. She is baby faced.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Being born in the west, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the west for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way south. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and many drow want her driven away

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. His white hair is braided into rings. His ears are large.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 100 gp. Eye agate (12 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He carries with him a set of scythes, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. 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 to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Thamior has worked very hard to control his curse. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 150 gp.