Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'8" when asserting himself. His silver hair is cut short. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Delebean was born with his father's beautiful face. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mason. He tends to his Mason job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Buckler.

Description: He dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a white coat with green slacks. He carries a battered warhammer and tarnished sickle as well. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. 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: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Halfling conditions. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and a strong sense of loyalty to tiefling people

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. His fur is brown and curly. His eyes are likewise yellow.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Harvest was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 250 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His orange fur is unkempt and raggedy. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a Navigator first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His childhood dream was to be a Miner, but he was a colossal failure. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He wears a black vest and prefers brown and white shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and carries longbows. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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 on a small isolated farm. Norûk liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Norûk fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 sp. White pearl (70 gp). 1 Half-Plate.