Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Fletcher. She has wavy brown hair. She has a dull look in her gold eyes.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Fletcher but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Fletcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Baker; and she's in love

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is typically in his Sailor uniform. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His parents enrolled him in a Commoner school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. 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: Further expansion of business; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She wears her red crest down. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gold.

Personality: Furrele wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Paladin, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Furrele has worked very hard to control her curse. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born in the north. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 100 sp.