Description: This tall, slender woman is wearing a long, red cloak. Her auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: Seraphina was born the youngest of three triplets. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Gifted, Opinionated, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Family, In love. Occupation: Farmer

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

Possessions: 8000 cp. 3 Antitoxin.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears a green coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. His purple hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Astar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He bought a quarterstaff and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Slave, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He got into the Fisher business at a young age. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the north were limited. He struck the Fisher job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This malnourished man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Fibblestib was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 100 pp.