Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair is cut close to his head. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

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 Halfling in existence. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 sp. Bloodstone (80 gp). 1 Silk rope.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her white crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. Her red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: Gifted from a young age, Havilar studied abroad. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Havilar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor she uses now. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and she is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Family, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive woman, she wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her red crest is braided into rings. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Human culture. Her job bores her to no end. She has decided to make it more interesting.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her father. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the north were limited. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and human compassion

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He carries with him a set of greataxes, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 sp.