Description: She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. She carries a battered mace and tarnished quarterstaff as well. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are green.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Anne was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Baker. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by goblins. Anne was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she wants to get laid

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Amethyst (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. He carries a battered shortbow and tarnished pickaxe as well. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a Sellsword first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born in the south to a Sellsword, Thamior learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has achieved small success as a Sellsword.

Motivation: To be a Mayor again; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Pink diamond (2000 gp). Peridot (30 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a white top hat and white clothes. He wears his golden hair down. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a black tunic with white highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. He keeps his bronze crest in a flapper bob. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 36. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Medrash took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Stableman for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Insane, Forgetful. Bonds: Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Antitoxin.