Description: A 5'3" western woman, she wears suspenders and tan workpants. Her shirt is red, and she wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. She keeps her golden hair in a pixie cut. Her blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: She was raised in a forest tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Jarsali took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up kukri and armor she uses now. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to prove her worth to the world

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Wymar is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Disease, Depressed, Insane. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1500 gp. Violet garnet (800 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Eye agate (5 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Robbie wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Monk, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 pp. Red spinel (150 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp). Hematite (14 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp).

Description: She is a physically imposing light-skinned woman. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her golden hair is heavily combed to the left. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Caelynn was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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 found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, she put together a working one.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 gp. 3 Alchemist’s fire. 3 Tanglefoot bags. 3 Tanglefoot bags.