Description: She prefers to wear red pants and tee shirts, and carries shortspears. She has styled her golden hair well, parting it to the right. Her eyes are brown.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: She was born into a rich family. When Jo reached her early adolescence her Halfling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Full Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield. 1 Banded mail.

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.