Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears a tattered pair of loose pastel pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her fur is short and beige. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She has all her life been fascinated with music.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Left-Handed was born on a far western island where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Body Guard. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. He is physically well-built. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Actor profession.

History: He was born in a small island village. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and money/treasure

Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. His blue hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has silver eyes and a green hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is content

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Family. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2000 gp. Fire opal (800 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Silver pearl (50 gp). Red-brown spinel (50 gp). Rose (60 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Black opal (800 gp). Golden pearl (50 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a yellow coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon her head. Her silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. 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 is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: Born in the west her family was never financially stable. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Drusilia took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor she uses now. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 30000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.