Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her copper crest is thinning but still full. Her red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes giants are coming to abduct people. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: Thava was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She found a children's book about a Dragonborn Paladin who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She has dedicated herself to building a better village for her children.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Slave, Enemies, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her brass crest is long and unkept. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: Furrele was born the youngest of three triplets. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Performer for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to reunite with her absent mother

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Crowbar.

Description: This southern woman is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. Her eyes are likewise brown. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. In her 16th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of clubs on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His tied-back hair is auburn. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nalral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 4000 cp. Amber (60 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather.