Description: An older man who likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, he is not a threatening figure. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. He has green eyes and a red hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 84. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Roge lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Family, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has no hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines silver.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born in the north. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 60 pp. Rhodochrosite (5 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Morkral's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Gifted from a young age, Morkral studied abroad. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: She wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'3" when asserting herself. Her white hair is wavy and long. Her violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the south were limited. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people.

Flaws: Disease, Racist, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 500 sp.