Description: She wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. She carries with her a set of glaives on her belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. Her brown hair is long and unkept. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: Born in the west her family was never financially stable. She has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. 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. Nemeia 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; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Enialis will drive conversation. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Rich, Family, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His white hair is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his writing with anyone who is interested.

History: Alvyn was born the youngest of three triplets. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new bricklayer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Slave, Nature, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 90 gp.