Description: This man usually wears his white robe and has his pickaxe always slung over his shoulder. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on his left hand. He wears his black hair down. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Brogg was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He worked as a nervous Bowyer and found it very stressful. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Sailor they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Bowyer, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Flaws: Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His green crest is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the west were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a blue coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Anverth was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. 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. Anverth took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: This man wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants, and sports empty pouches on his belt. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Halfling culture. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Gifted from a young age, Traubon studied abroad. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and halfling compassion

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 20 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). 1 Thunderstones.