Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. He has no hair. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Morgran never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, In love, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears skinny pants and wears a tan and brown robe with the hood down. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mercenary work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mercenary work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Job, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears professional attire. Her crest, while still mostly copper, has prominent grey streaks. She has red eyes.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Uadjit fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 2000 cp. Hematite (15 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'4". He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a sickle on his belt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sickle. He has rusty crest. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Insane. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 700 sp. Deep green spinel (40 gp).