Description: This late middle aged woman wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat and is in decent physical shape. She keeps her red crest in a flapper bob. Her red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Nala was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Nala decided she wanted neither the life of her father nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. After a long history of fighting, Nala and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'3". She is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and black handkerchief worn on her right side, and her gloved hand is found clutching a bastard sword. Her hair is long and white with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small brown clips. Her violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though she does not identify as such. 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: Nora was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She was granted arcane powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Junk Dealer; and she's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Slave, Has a crush. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 4000 cp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He likes to wear tan tank tops with white pants. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Thervan was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, brigands burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying north to reunite his family. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Thervan was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 2300 sp.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His red hair is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 2000 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp).