Description: 2'11" and muscular, this southern woman usually wears her red robe and has her sword always slung over her shoulder. She wears a broad hat to cover her moderate length silver hair. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Andry was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. After a long history of fighting, Andry and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 30000 sp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears just a blue suit. With bright black hair. She wears large thick round spectacles.

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. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Callybon is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Callybon was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. 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. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and marry her brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged man is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather and is in decent physical shape. His black hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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: To end his boredom; and money/treasure

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 200 gp. Rock crystal (40 gp). Coral (50 gp). Red spinel (50 gp).

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has brown eyes and a tan hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Hedonist, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp.