Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'3". He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time, and his gloved hand is found clutching a trident. His crest is cut close to his head. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Medrash alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older woman who is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering her clean studded leather, she is not a threatening figure. Her orange fur, when down, is lengthy. Her fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Shadow has worked very hard to control her curse. She's also a talented Knight, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she is content

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 390 gp.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she wears just a violet suit. Her red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. Her violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and 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: Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'4". He wears tattered old clothes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sickle. His crest is short and white. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

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

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 350 gp. Carnelian (20 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. This green eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Priest but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Priest arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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: Many illithids want him driven away; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Joker, Pacifist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: A small bag of saffron. (60 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.