Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears dull grey sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed whip, just in case. Her black hair is greasy and uncared for. Her gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her father. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother; and to unite with her brother

Ideals: Pacifist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a red coat. She has wavy chestnut hair. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her mother. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Justin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Justin never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he would like to get married and retire

Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, In love, Has a crush. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 30000 cp. Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Malachite (4 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. After a long history of fighting, Drogo and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Guardian, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Deep green spinel (130 gp).