Description: She is a physically imposing light-skinned woman. She is dressed in earthy colors with a violet and tan handkerchief worn on her left side. She wears her white hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: This woman loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. 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: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. Some 9 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Birel never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and 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

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record, In love, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He carries with him a set of bastard swords on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His hair is cut close to his head. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 pp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (40 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Old masterpiece painting (800 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Varis was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Justice, Logical, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a violet coat with pastel slacks, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 3'4" when asserting herself. Her blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gray.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: The child of a Roofer, who enjoyed hunting, Veloptima was taken on many hunting expeditions. She worked as a nervous Beggar and found it very stressful. She bought a pickaxe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Expand her business.

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 400 sp. Alexandrite (300 gp).