Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She is dressed in an above average manner. Her white hair is heavily combed to the left. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. When Naivara reached her early adolescence her Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Disease, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 500 gp. Iolite (40 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Raam grew up listening to his mother's many stories. After coming to the age of reason, Raam took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scythe.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Joker, Logical, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears an entirely yellow suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Navigator. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and expand his business

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. She wears her purple hair up. She has gleaming, smiling silver eyes.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born in the west to a Bellfounder, Shava learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She struck the Bellfounder job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is her passion

Flaws: Emotional, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a shortspear, but if one is not available she will default to her monstrous two handed axe. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Sporting a chestnut mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. When Kansif reached her early adolescence her Half-Orc mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.