Description: She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She carries with her a set of tridents on her belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. Her black hair is long and unkept. She has green eyes and a tan hat with a blue feather.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Born in the south to a Navigator, Shamil learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She worked as a nervous Navigator and found it very stressful. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears professional attire. Her chestnut hair is thinning but still full. Her eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Drusilia and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: She stands about 5'6" and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her white hair is smooth and relatively long. Her eyes are likewise amber. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp. Iolite (70 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She stands about 6'5" and wears white trousers with grey and black striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. She has moderate length blonde hair. She has blue eyes.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

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 likes to wear grey tank tops with blue pants. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Morkral lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Barkeep and was forced into it by his family; and to unite with his sister

Flaws: Insomniac, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 340 gp.