Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. She has silver hair. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady blue eyes.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Vorka is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Vorka hails from a village terrorized by brigands. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Seamstress. She's also a talented Banker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Many brigands want her driven away; and revenge

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: This late middle aged man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition and is in decent physical shape. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dragonborn culture. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His yellow leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and blue handkerchief worn on his right side. He sports a flattop hair cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Uraim does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Uraim alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has been helping groups of widows and orphans who have fled abusive spouses or lost their families to brigands.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his glaive, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Gifted from a young age, Jak studied abroad. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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 made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Debt. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 100 sp. Chrysoprase (60 gp). 1 Tanglefoot bags.