Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He tends to wear a large brown jacket. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He got into the Slave Trader business at a young age. 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 Slave Trader. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Alex fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job, Religious. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. Her bronze crest is greasy and uncared for. She has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dragonborns in Chassath's homeland. Chassath decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a hand crossbow, but if one is not available she will default to her scythe. Her silver crest is greasy and uncared for. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. When Pyxrin reached her early adolescence her Dragonborn 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: To end her boredom; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears a violet costume with the symbols of her god on her torso. She has moderate length white hair. Her green eyes peer out from beneath her broad violet hat.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Brewer born in the past three hundred years. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Gifted from a young age, Oriel studied abroad. In her 17th year, her parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Oriel alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Brewer.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: This western woman wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She wears a small hat to hide her balding. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: Born in the west her family was never financially stable. Savaran was born on a far western forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Architect. After a long history of fighting, Savaran and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 30 pp.