Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'8". He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and his gloved hand is found clutching a monstrous two handed axe. He keeps his long gold crest kept up in a rat tail. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Srorthen lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He found a children's book about a Dragonborn Monk who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Slave, Family, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright pastel and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Her fur is red and curly. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp. Jet (100 gp). Rose (70 gp). Brown-green garnet (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. A true patriot, Donaar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born into a rich family. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Donaar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears tattered old clothes. Her fur is cut close to her head. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Flask has worked very hard to control her curse. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and many dire rats want her driven away

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 900 sp.