Description: She wears a pastel collared shirt and brown skirt. She accessorizes with a yellow scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt, and carries morningstars. She keeps her black fur in a flapper bob. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are hazel.

Personality: Left-Handed hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her music career. She is a great chef.

History: Left-Handed was born the youngest of three triplets. She always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Left-Handed fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother; and an old rival family wants her found

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

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

Possessions: 180 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: She is a pot bellied western woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. Her blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: Jarsali was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Commoner, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Jarsali abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Pink pearl (100 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and carries whips. His silver hair is braided into rings. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Being a Crown-heir kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This malnourished man wears a red coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Faran took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Professionalism, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 3100 sp.