Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her red hair, when down, is lengthy. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Gifted from a young age, Sarah studied abroad. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'2". He wears an entirely black suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Randal alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1000 sp. Obsidian (4 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: Herleva 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. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and human compassion

Ideals: Justice, Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: In love, Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair is black and curly. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Born in the west to a Barkeep, Arnold learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Barkeep for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.