Description: This woman tends to wear a black poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on her right hand. She wears her brown hair down. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 87. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. Her mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 200 sp. 3 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: She wears a green shirt, with a tan mid length skirt with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. She carries a battered warhammer and tarnished dagger as well. She keeps her long gold crest kept up in a rat tail. She has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. She is a great chef.

History: Daar was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Daar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up dagger and armor she uses now. She bought a dagger and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 260 gp. 2 Smokesticks.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Ûkshak has worked very hard to control his curse. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Shy, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp.