Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'7" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears an entirely grey suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her red hair is well kept. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Guard work with an outfit from a few towns over. Guard work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and an old rival family wants her found

Ideals: Optimist, Athletic. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears his white hair up. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Adelard was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has worked as a Miner like his mother before him.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 gp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright tan and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His hair is long and black with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Riardon embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. Riardon is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Riardon 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 Riardon. He became a Shipwright soon after.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 100 gp. Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Deep green spinel (80 gp). Red spinel (80 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His green eyes peer out from beneath his broad blue hat.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Halimath was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and expand his business

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 100 gp.