Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is wearing a long, grey cloak. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she prefers to wear flannel. Her silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Halflings in Pennie's homeland. Pennie decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 180 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Dyer profession.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has worked as a Interpreter like his mother before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Slave. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 22000 sp. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a pastel collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has moderate length beige fur. His eyes are yellow and catlike.

Personality: Left-Handed is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Just what you see.