Description: She is renowned for her bright grey dresses and hats. She is physically well-built. She wears a colorful flower in her white hair. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. As she has aged she has sought to do reparations for her actions as a youth. She is also making sure that her compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She worked as a nervous Miller and found it very stressful. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, Slave, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Red spinel (80 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears professional attire. His red hair is heavily combed to the right. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Architect. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born in a small island village. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Architect. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Architect for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Good lock.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has moderate length brown hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Reynard was born with his mother's beautiful face. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Reynard never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: In love, Attractive. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears dull tan sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed pickaxe, just in case, and is pretty ugly. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Gilbert took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 800 gp.