Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Travok isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He dropped out of school to support his sick mother, and resented it. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. With wild golden hair. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are green.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Shamil's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Shamil was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Tanner hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She is content; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his trident, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict, Shy, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 23000 sp. Sard (70 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull white iron scale mail. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was taken from his home at a very young age. 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. Direcris fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.