Description: A moderately attractive woman, she wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her fur is brown, silky, and of moderate length. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. The war was a terrible time for her, and Cloud does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 120 pp.

Description: Standing 5'11", this woman wears a fancy black dress. She has styled her silver hair well, parting it to the left. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Bellfounder but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her mother. A gifted student she started as a Stylist, but she got bored and became a Bellfounder. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is dressed in earthy colors with a white and tan handkerchief worn on his right side. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Opinionated, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears tattered old clothes. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 500 pp. Blue quartz (11 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Black star sapphire (400 gp). Hematite (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Azgrom was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.