Description: This eastern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She wears a broad hat to cover her moderate length brown hair. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her singing with anyone who is interested.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. 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. She has worked as a Engraver like her mother before her.

Motivation: To unite with her brother.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: This tall, slender man is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, red shirt, and blue tie. He has wavy silver hair. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Darrow will drive conversation. 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 in the north his family was never financially stable. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: She wears many layers of old clothing at all times. She carries with her a set of longswords on her belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. Her silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her green eyes peer out from beneath her small tan hat.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Fortune-teller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Vaina fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She carries a battered trident and tarnished hand crossbow as well. Her red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. She has hazel eyes and a blue hat with a green feather.

Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: Buvvie hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She has dedicated herself to building a better world.

Motivation: Many gnolls want her driven away; and revenge

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He carries with him a set of daggers, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Pog was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Logical. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Cook

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 8000 cp.

Description: He is typically in his Stylist uniform. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He is baby faced.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Ombul was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Ombul grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Ombul. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Religious, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: A 4'9" western man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scythe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is short and red. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. 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 has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tattered old clothes. His red hair is cut short. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born to a Masseuse, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Berrian liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a hammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Crown-heir. Her golden hair is long and unkept. She has a dull look in her green eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Crown-heir born in the past three hundred years. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and balancing her hectic life and new crown-heir responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Slave, In love. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 300 gp.