Description: He likes to wear violet tank tops with brown pants. He has red hair. He has green eyes and a violet hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Caeldrim was born the youngest of three triplets. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Caeldrim grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Caeldrim. 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 is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. She has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. She has never given up on her poetry dream.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and she's in love

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This woman stands a little under 6'7" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her bronze crest, when down, is lengthy. Her eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Havilar was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. Havilar abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears suspenders and black workpants. Her shirt is grey, and she wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. She has shaved her head bald. Her eyes are green.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing poetry.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and doesn't want to be a tanner and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Family, Slave. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 200 gp.