Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a monstrous two handed axe, but if one is not available she will default to her greataxe. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.

History: Anbera was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. Anbera 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. Anbera decided she wanted neither the life of her mother 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. 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: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: She wears a green tunic with brown highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around her shoes. She carries with her a set of rapiers on her belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. She keeps her dark red hair in a flapper bob. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Vapula hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her writing career. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. 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. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Athletic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair is black and very short. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahvain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Guardian, Family, Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 300 gp. Smoky quartz (30 gp).

Description: She wears skinny pants and wears a green and brown robe with the hood down, and carries glaives. She keeps her long purple hair kept up in a rat tail. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born to a Sage, her father struggled to pay the bills. While she appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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 achieved small success as a Locksmith.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 4000 cp. Sard (30 gp).