Description: She wears bulky grey painted plate armor. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. She has a long silver ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Miner but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her first spouse was a Layabout, they had one son, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.

Motivation: She is greedy; and an old rival family wants her found

Ideals: Disciplined, Pacifist. Bonds: Religious, Family, Rich. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: 6'4" and muscular, this southern woman dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with yellow slacks. Her crest is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her skin is flawless and her red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Fisher business.

History: She was born in the south. Savaran was born on a far southern mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Fisher. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is dressed in an above average manner. He has wavy auburn hair. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. When Einkil reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother 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 used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 110 pp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He usually wears his brown robe and has his glaive always slung over his shoulder. He has cinnamon fur. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. 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. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Detective

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 30000 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'4". He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his whip with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a whip. His hair is long and red with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Gilthur does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gilthur grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.