Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is wearing a long, blue cloak. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Vanuath took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Joker, Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This western woman prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. Her clothes are grease stained in places. With bright white 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 will rave to anyone who will listen. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Cartwright hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Insane, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a brown collared shirt and white skirt. She accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her hair is cut close to her head. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Diesa is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Diesa is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Performer. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Performer for hire.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and expand her business

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice, Artistic, Optimist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 5000 sp. Brown-green garnet (40 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Black opal (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and tan handkerchief worn on his left side. He keeps his long red fur kept up in a rat tail. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Carpenter born in the past three hundred years. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Tricking liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Carpenter for the past few years.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp.