Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She is dressed in a clean white cloak covering her clean studded leather. She has done her best to style her red hair to look like a famous performer. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady amber eyes.

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 Halfling in existence. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 70 gp. Citrine (50 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. With wild auburn hair. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Dyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Felosial fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a black shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has done his best to style his silver crest to look like a famous performer. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sage born in the past three hundred years. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Sage for hire.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to be a bather again

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brown hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 57. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Oloric was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 270 gp.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and white handkerchief worn on his left side. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his monstrous two handed axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His purple hair is knotted and matted. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born into a rich family. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sellsword.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to be a herbalist again

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Job, Slave. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 8000 cp.