Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She likes to wear violet tank tops with brown skirt. She has moderate length golden hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To be a Dilettante again; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 16000 cp.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. Her skin is light but she possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with violet colored cloaks and clothing. She sports blonde long hair. Her gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: She got into the Sailor business at a young age. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Insane, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 200 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (180 gp).

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'8" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a green vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her green boots flare out at the collars. Her long black crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. After coming to the age of reason, Arava took it upon herself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Selfish, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 5000 gp. Red spinel (60 gp). Golden pearl (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in a small desert village. 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. Umpen took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Azurite (10 gp). White pearl (130 gp). Amber (130 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.