Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a white coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He wears his brown hair down. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He hates Halflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A freak accident while working with his Merchant mother left him crippled. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Orc people.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears a simple white robe with tan stripes complete with hood, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'3" when asserting herself. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Volen speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Volen lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Apothecary work with an outfit from a few towns over. Apothecary work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 7 years.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Family, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. She has styled her white fur well, parting it to the right. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Orc activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Orc doctor. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Military, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears dull grey sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed bow, just in case. Her hair is blonde and curly. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Riswynn will drive conversation. Riswynn is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her brothers into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: She got into the Navigator business at a young age. Her childhood dream was to be a Mercenary, but she was a colossal failure. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent father; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 280 gp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.