Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. She wears her golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Dragonborn culture. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature nunchaku.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: This western man is wearing a long, black cloak. His clothes are grease stained in places. His brass crest is still thick. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gold eyes.

Personality: Patrin speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Patrin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 sp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (90 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His dark red hair is thinning but still full. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

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 wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Gilthur was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Miner. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.