Description: This man stands a little under 5'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mercenary. His black hair is long and unkept. His eyes are white and catlike.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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. Mormo took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Military, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her crest is silver and curly. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She uses divination through singing.

History: Furrele was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. She has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. She was granted martial powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She has shaved her head bald. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Half-Orc culture. Sariel is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her brothers into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: Born to a Interpreter, her mother struggled to pay the bills. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 20 gp. A small bag of saffron. (80 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull brown iron scale mail. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Raer has worked very hard to control his curse. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Disease. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 300 gp. Jade (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her gold crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. Her red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 70 gp.