Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Emmeline is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Emmeline abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. She is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around her ears. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 600 gp. Banded agate (16 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Malachite (16 gp). 4 Antitoxin. 4 Holy water. 4 Antitoxin.

Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears dull white sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed shortspear, just in case. Her red hair is singed and shortened. Her brown eyes peer out from beneath her deerstalker white hat.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Aline took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortspear and armor she uses now. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: An older man who wears long strands of ruby and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Trained by his father 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 orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Military, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.