Description: She has the majority of her body covered in plate. She carries a battered bow and tarnished spear as well. Her moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: Born to a Spice Merchant, her father struggled to pay the bills. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nyx 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; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: She dresses like a well dressed Unemployed does, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'2" when asserting herself. She wears her brown hair down. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across

History: She was born into a rich family. She worked as a nervous Unemployed and found it very stressful. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Unemployed and was forced into it by her family; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Rich, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. His auburn hair is still thick. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Manfred fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair is golden and curly. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 200 gp. Peridot (80 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Eye agate (13 gp).