Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. Her skin is dark but she possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. She wears a violet vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her violet boots flare out at the collars. Her hair is white and curly. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. The war was a terrible time for her, and Eva does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her fur is black and curly. Her eyes are hazel and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She has all her life been fascinated with painting.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She has never given up on her painting dream.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This slender woman stands about 5'6". She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She disdains her fellow westerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Valanthe 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 money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Bookbinder hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to reunite with her absent mother

Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull black iron scale mail. His white hair is lengthy. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 37. 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 stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Stylist arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Dreali was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Dreali decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He's also a talented Armorer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 300 gp.