Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a green shirt, with a pastel mid length skirt with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her hair is short and dark red. Her eyes are likewise white.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Naamah will drive conversation. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: She comes from a rich western family. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever she goes.

Motivation: She wants to get laid.

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 230 pp.

Description: He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Akmen was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Scribe, but he was a colossal failure. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Akmen never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, In love, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 4000 gp. White pearl (50 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Onyx (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His hair is long and black with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in the north to a Server, Veit learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His first spouse was a Dyer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Server responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Addict. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Morthos wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Morthos took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears long strands of ruby and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Reynard was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Soapmaker. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 500 sp.