Description: She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her yellow fur is lengthy. Her copper eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is a Sailor first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sickle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: She wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and she perpetually has her hammer ready. She wears a broad hat to hide her balding. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: Harvest was born the youngest of three triplets. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Tabaxis in Harvest's homeland. Harvest decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 42000 sp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though she does not identify as such. Chaedi enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Dwarven companion (her 'brother'). She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is her passion

Flaws: Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: This woman very much looks the part of a Baker. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on her left hand. Her crest is gold and very short. Her red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: Born in the west to a Baker, Sora learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. A gifted student she started as a Layabout, but she got bored and became a Baker. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and expand her business

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 3000 sp.