Description: This woman stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears a black vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her black boots flare out at the collars. Her red crest, when down, is lengthy. Her red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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. 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, Savaran is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Savaran hails from a village terrorized by brigands. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and many brigands want her driven away

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 18000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his left hand. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Orc activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Orc doctor. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Actor for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and money/treasure

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: An older man who wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, he is not a threatening figure. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: Standing 5'9", this woman has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her red robe. Her lavender fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She got into the Fortune-teller business at a young age. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Fortune-teller. Some 7 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Jade never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job, In love. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Hematite (8 gp). Peridot (30 gp). Iolite (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.