Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. She wears her silver hair down. Her violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She hates dire rats. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Hatae is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, she put together a working one.

Motivation: She wants revenge against dire rats; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 4 Antitoxin.

Description: This late middle aged woman wears a violet shirt, with a black mid length skirt with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them and is in decent physical shape. She keeps her red hair in a pixie cut. Her eyes are hazel and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Ielenia isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born in the north to a Sellsword, Ielenia learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Sellsword for hire.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. He has wavy black hair. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Varis 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. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Bellfounder. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears baggy black pantaloons and a red scarf. Her silver crest, when down, is lengthy. She has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: When she was but 5 years old her parents immigrated from the south. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dragonborns in Jheri's homeland. Jheri decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a green cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise silver.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Qemuel was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Qemuel decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 130 gp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.