Description: This tall, slender woman prefers to wear flannel. Her chestnut hair is well kept. Her brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Shepherd arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Eleanor was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Eleanor decided she wanted neither the life of her father nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 400 gp. Bloodstone (40 gp). Peridot (40 gp).

Description: He wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a white scarf, and he perpetually has his morningstar ready. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

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. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Job. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a simple white robe with black stripes complete with hood. She wears her brown hair up. Her gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Herleva was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Herleva's homeland. Herleva decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender woman stands about 5'8". She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. She has a very tight haircut. Her eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. She has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp.