Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His ears are large.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Ralf was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Ralf abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are black and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Brewer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Valafar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He worked as a nervous Brewer and found it very stressful. After a long history of fighting, Valafar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She has wavy silver hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: She got into the Mortician business at a young age. Her childhood dream was to be a Farmer, but she was a colossal failure. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His black hair is singed and shortened. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Gifted from a young age, Forcas studied abroad. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. After a long history of fighting, Forcas and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her white hair, when down, is lengthy. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Fletcher. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she wants to get laid

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Nature, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.