Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her black robe. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She has wavy white hair. Her black eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 92. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2400 sp.

Description: She is a husky woman, who usually wears her black robe and has her scimitar always slung over her shoulder. Her white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She is baby faced.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: Akta lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the west, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the west for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way east. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the west; and to unite with her sister

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: This malnourished man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull blue iron scale mail. His gray fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. Shadow enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born to a Sage, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Through the years after Shadow was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Shadow's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: Revenge; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he dresses like a well dressed Mortician does. His blue crest is heavily combed to the right. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mortician. He has worked as a Mortician like his father before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a merchant again

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 gp. Jet (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Knight born in the past three hundred years. He refers to his adoptive mother 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: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Knight. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Stableman they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Knight, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is content

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 6000 cp.