Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a pastel tunic with white highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around her shoes. She keeps her white fur in a flapper bob. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. 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: A child with a great deal of painting talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Flame was born on a far eastern forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Server. She has never given up on her painting dream.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Selfish. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 130 gp. Amber (70 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Iolite (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears baggy red pantaloons and a grey scarf. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are gray.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Foxilon's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Foxilon took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Star ruby (1500 gp). Fire opal (1500 gp). Pink pearl (80 gp). Carnelian (40 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is silver and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Thamior wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Cleric, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: This late middle aged woman is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time and is in decent physical shape. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are blue.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in the east to a Healer, Buvvie learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: She is content.

Flaws: Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 20 gp. Silver pearl (90 gp).