Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Qualen 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Scribe hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. She carries with her a set of swords on her belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. She has done her best to style her brown hair to look like a famous performer. Her eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in the south to a Fisher, Anastrianna learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. While she appears to be a normal Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Anastrianna fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 190 gp. Brown-green garnet (90 gp). Tourmaline (90 gp). Red garnet (90 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a mace, but if one is not available he will default to his shortspear. His hair is brown and very short. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: This slender woman stands about 4'10". She has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her grey robe. Her purple hair is lengthy. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. Her parents enrolled her in a Warrior school at a young age so that she could practice her martial talents. She was granted martial powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and doesn't want to be a body guard and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: This southern woman is abnormally tall. She is typically in her Navigator uniform. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her brass crest is matted, messy, and big. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Furrele isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. She disdains her fellow southerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. She worked as a nervous Navigator and found it very stressful. She struck the Navigator job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 300 gp. Tourmaline (150 gp). Blue sapphire (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.