Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born to a Stableman, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Henry was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Barrister. He tends to his Barrister job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 50 gp. Red garnet (50 gp).

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is her passion.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 100 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She prefers to wear flannel. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Fistula wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Commoner, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... A true patriot, Fistula would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She was born in the south. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She is portly but not overly obese. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and balancing her hectic life and new soapmaker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: 5'3" and muscular, this northern man prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Orthog was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Orthog alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 sp.