Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her silver hair is knotted and matted. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1800 sp. 1 Disguise kit. 1 Good lock. 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She has done her best to style her silver hair to look like a famous performer. 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 Laborer first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She disdains her fellow westerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She struck the Laborer job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job.

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Slave, Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Gubrash lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 600 gp. Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears his blue hair down. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Morthos took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Morthos and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 330 gp.