Description: She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull blue iron scale mail, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'7" when asserting herself. Her silver hair is braided into rings. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Hugolina was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. Hugolina was born on a far eastern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Barrister. 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: To get a good night's sleep; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Terse, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (180 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned woman stands 5'6" and wears a green shirt, with a pastel mid length skirt with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. She wears her silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She is obsessed with her god.

History: Avelina hails from a village terrorized by giants. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mercenary.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Aquamarine (200 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Obsidian (10 gp).

Description: This woman wears professional attire. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on her right hand. Her silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 49. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She is greedy.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 2000 sp. Citrine (80 gp). Emerald (1300 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a white shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. During his travels, Balimaar and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Balimaar discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Balimaar fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.