Description: He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. He carries with him a set of daggers, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. 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. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bow, but if one is not available he will default to his dagger. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Tharivol speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Tharivol was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 70 gp. Red spinel (140 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull red iron scale mail. His crest, while still mostly rusty, has prominent grey streaks. His red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Shipwright business.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Sage. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Half-Orc compassion; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available she will default to her bow. She has done her best to style her chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. When Wella reached her early adolescence her Halfling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 gp.