Description: This man wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his right hand. His red hair is thinning but still full. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Aelar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and revenge

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Superior lock. 1 Superior lock. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered red stockings. She has no hair. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Ahinar was born the youngest of three triplets. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent father.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Pink pearl (160 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat, marred by beers. He has wavy red hair. His ears are large.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Wiggens has worked very hard to control his curse. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Mundane. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 50 pp. Black pearl (800 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her long silver hair reaches down to her waist. Her skin is flawless and her hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She disdains her fellow easterners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Sariel was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears a green vest and prefers brown and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His black crest, when down, is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Donaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 40 gp.