Description: She is a mite stocky and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. Some 5 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Ahlyssa never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and a strong sense of loyalty to half-elven people

Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Rich, In love, Slave. Occupation: Stableman

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

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: She tends to wear a black poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'11" when asserting herself. She has dyed her greying blue hair a little too much giving a sharp blue color. Her white eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is mildly Tiefling supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Gifted from a young age, Shava studied abroad. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Spy.

Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and wants her loneliness to end

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Silver pearl (90 gp).

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Her fur, while still mostly yellow, has prominent grey streaks. She has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Pelt was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. 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: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His red hair is long and unkept. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Average lock.

Description: 2'11" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright red and yellow, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Her tied-back hair is red. 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 hates drow. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Knight arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. 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: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs.

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She wears her blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. She has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Spy born in the past three hundred years. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Spy responsibilities is difficult; and she is greedy

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 5000 cp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (20 gp).

Description: This woman prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her silver crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes are likewise red. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She was raised in a plains tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Sora took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greataxe and armor she uses now. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She is greedy.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She is an average looking northern female in her early mid-life. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her crest, while still mostly gold, has prominent grey streaks. She is baby faced.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. The war was a terrible time for her, and Furrele does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Furrele was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is renowned for his bright white suits and hats. He has moderate length black hair. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Zûmug is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Zûmug reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 100 gp. Rhodochrosite (4 gp). 1 Banded mail.