Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He keeps his long silver crest kept up in a rat tail. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. Rhogar enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane, Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: This man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Eiravel isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Eiravel took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Standing 5'4", this man wears a simple tan robe with brown stripes complete with hood. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: This late middle aged woman wears bulky green painted plate armor and is in decent physical shape. Her crest is bronze, silky, and of moderate length. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her gold eyes.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: She was born in the south. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. She tends to her Mortician job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: To be a Barrister again; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. She is an epitome of beauty. She has dyed her greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: Torgga was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. In her 14th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 160 gp.