Description: She has the majority of her body covered in plate. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her silver hair, when down, is lengthy. 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 irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Rosalind and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Navigator

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

Possessions: 40000 cp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Full Plate. 1 Breastplate. 1 Banded mail.

Description: She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She is portly but not overly obese. Her hair is blue and very short. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Herbalist. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. She worked as a nervous Herbalist and found it very stressful. She has never given up on her writing dream.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2600 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (170 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1300 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (170 gp).

Description: He usually wears his brown robe and has his longsword always slung over his shoulder. He carries a battered mace and tarnished longsword as well. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Morkral was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Morkral decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Morkral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. His black hair is heavily combed to the right. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Mordai hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, dire rats burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the west, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying west to reunite his family. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Eye agate (15 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp).