Description: She is an average looking western female in her early mid-life. She wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a kukri, but if one is not available she will default to her halberd. Her moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing poetry.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. 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 Dyer. She became a Dyer soon after.

Motivation: To be a Map Maker again; and balancing her hectic life and new dyer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her silver hair is smooth and relatively long. She is baby faced.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born in the south to a Detective, Vola learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. A serious injury left her father unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm father. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Detective for hire.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job, Debt. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2100 sp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 3'7" and wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his scythe. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Warryn 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 Warryn. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Greedy, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is dark red and curly. His white eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Astar is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Astar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Astar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He bought a sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black pearl (800 gp).