Description: She wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her golden hair is smooth and relatively long. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. 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, Morana is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: The child of a Spice Merchant, who enjoyed hunting, Morana was taken on many hunting expeditions. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Morana took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor she uses now. She bought a pickaxe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His childhood dream was to be a Fletcher, but he was a colossal failure. He became a Farmer soon after.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 280 gp. White pearl (100 gp). Brown-green garnet (100 gp).

Description: She tends to wear a green poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her crest is cut close to her head. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gold.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Mijira will drive conversation. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Tiefling activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tiefling doctor. She found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, she put together a working one.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tiefling people.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a red shirt, with a blue mid length skirt with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. With wild auburn hair. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Bella was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His yellow leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His copper crest, when down, is lengthy. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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: Bharash was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has worked as a Bookbinder like his father before him.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to be a dyer again

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 30 gp.