Description: 6'3" and muscular, this eastern woman wears skinny pants and wears a black and white robe with the hood down. She wears a deerstalker hat to hide her balding. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his morningstar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Dreali was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 100 gp. Azurite (12 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. She tends to wear a brown poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her black hair is thinning but still full. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born to a Crown-heir, her father struggled to pay the bills. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Falkrunn took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up kukri and armor she uses now. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Falkrunn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears long strands of aquamarine and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and he perpetually has his hammer ready. His rusty crest is lengthy. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.