Description: He is dressed in a clean white cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. A true patriot, Fulbar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Tanner work with an outfit from a few towns over. Tanner work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a black coat with blue slacks. His tied-back hair is black. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Shipwright but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Silvo was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Shipwright. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Optimist, Pacifist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 260 gp. Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy green crest. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has a hunchback. His green crest is braided into rings. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His crest is short and rusty. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Through the years after Srorthen was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Srorthen's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Everburning torch.