Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her white robe. She keeps her white hair in a flapper bob. Her eyes are likewise blue. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Gifted from a young age, Hatae studied abroad. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Being a Shoemaker kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 10000 cp. Deep green spinel (90 gp). Coral (90 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Citrine (30 gp).

Description: He wears just a brown suit, and carries lances. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Hubert lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Jeweler they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Mason, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 390 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp).

Description: 4'1" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Veit was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Adventurer. 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: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Depressed, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1500 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (160 gp). Old masterpiece painting (900 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (160 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (70 gp).

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. Her brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Cora hails from a village terrorized by giants. She moved out east to avoid the crime she committed. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and she desires to right it.

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She is dressed in earthy colors with a black and blue handkerchief worn on her right side. Her golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. Her brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Zagga was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Her parents enrolled her in a Barbarian school at a young age so that she could practice her martial talents. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Locksmith they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Soapmaker, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: She has a missing left leg. She is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. Her brown hair is heavily combed to the left. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Naamah is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her brothers into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. During her travels, Naamah and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Naamah discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Naamah fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp. Sardonyx (20 gp). Blue star sapphire (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His silver crest is long and unkept. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born into a rich family. His first spouse was a Hunter, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a red coat. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He hates Halflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Ombul was born with his mother's beautiful face. A freak accident while working with his Stableman mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Tiefling compassion; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.