Description: He is a husky man, who is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. His orange fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise yellow. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the west were limited. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 60 gp. Star rose quartz (30 gp).

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. She wears her white hair up. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her hazel eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Slave Trader arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she is greedy

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich, In love. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 90 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.