Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, brown shirt, and blue tie, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. His blue crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Mozikth alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: This southern man wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has wavy red hair. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Glassblower hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 2000 cp. Obsidian (8 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, green shirt, and blue tie. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Aramil was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Guard hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 50 gp. 4 Acid flasks.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She prefers to wear black clothing when she does not wear armor. She keeps her scarlet crest in a flapper bob. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are red.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 82. 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. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and balancing her hectic life and new layabout responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insane, Disease, Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Citrine (70 gp).

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears long strands of emerald and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. With wild golden hair. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: Ownka was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, In love, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 cp.