Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Humans. Her skin is light but she possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her silver hair is singed and shortened. Her violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Gifted from a young age, Beatrice studied abroad. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Armorer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Armorer work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. Some 2 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Beatrice never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 3 Tanglefoot bags. 1 Thunderstones. 3 Holy water.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Gomory is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a Bather, his father struggled to pay the bills. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 300 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tattered pair of loose pastel pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Wymar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman wears many layers of old clothing at all times. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her long auburn hair reaches down to her waist. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: Rosalind was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. While she appears to be a normal Human, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Secretive, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 100 gp. Malachite (6 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). Deep green spinel (100 gp). Amethyst (100 gp).