Description: She is lean but muscular and wears a robe, a symbol of her god around her neck, and a rapier on her belt. Her silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes are likewise brown. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This southern woman is abnormally tall. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her hair is blonde and curly. Her eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Avice was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Justice, Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 700 gp. Chrysoprase (20 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Hematite (14 gp).

Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her scimitar with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She wears a colorful flower in her red hair. Her green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Millicent isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. She is an amazing painter.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Millicent took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scimitar and armor she uses now. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'9". He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and his gloved hand is found clutching a longbow. He has auburn hair. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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 wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful, Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 gp.