Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She wears her cinnamon fur up. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Drifting 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. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Joker. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 400 gp. Amethyst (40 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Red garnet (40 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His silver crest is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

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.

Ideals: Justice, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: This slender woman stands about 4'11". She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull black iron scale mail. She has shaved her head bald. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Myathethil speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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, Myathethil is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Myathethil grew up listening to her mother's many stories. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She wants to get laid; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Everburning torch. 1 Alchemist’s fire. 1 Holy water.

Description: This man wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He comes from a rich western family. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Half-Plate.