Description: 5'9" and muscular, this northern woman wears dull white sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed flail, just in case. Her brown hair is knotted and matted. Her green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated, Professionalism. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This malnourished man is wearing a long, blue cloak. He has shaved his head bald. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Balimaar was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Balimaar decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Being a Cartwright kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Red spinel (80 gp). Amethyst (80 gp).

Description: This malnourished man is renowned for his bright blue suits and hats. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Trey took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He became a Marshal soon after.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is golden and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born in the west to a Spy, Percival learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spy hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Spy.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 700 gp.