Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly daggers and scythes. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Fargrim was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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. Fargrim took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Fargrim was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

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

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her scimitar with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She is physically well-built. Her auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. Her childhood dream was to be a Body Guard, but she was a colossal failure. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and balancing her hectic life and new ruler responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 62. 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. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing music.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Oriff was born on a far northern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Painter. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and retire the richest woman in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 4000 cp. Lapis lazuli (16 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a black tunic with grey highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His red crest is long and unkept. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: He stands about 5'3" and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scythe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 100 gp.