Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Nurkara was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Logical, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 15000 sp. Bloodstone (70 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. She is physically well-built. She has dyed her greying cinnamon fur a little too much giving a sharp cinnamon color. Her amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Through the years after Sweet was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Sweet's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict, Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (140 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (40 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (140 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (140 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

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 wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the left. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. A true patriot, Ghaliver would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born into a rich family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a greatsword on his belt. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Vanuath fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 400 pp. Aquamarine (700 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Malachite (15 gp). Jade (110 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he has the majority of his body covered in plate. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; 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: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1700 sp. Red garnet (100 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp). Jet (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears a pastel shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He carries a battered sai and tarnished lance as well. His fur is white, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are copper and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Shivering was born with his mother's beautiful face. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Terse, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 2000 cp. Bloodstone (80 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a simple blue robe with grey stripes complete with hood. His black hair is long and unkept. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. The war was a terrible time for him, and Glim does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Rhodochrosite (4 gp). White pearl (110 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Iolite (50 gp).