Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears suspenders and black workpants. Her shirt is grey, and she wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. Her crest is gold and curly. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Blue quartz (4 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Hematite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears baggy white pantaloons and a tan scarf. She wears a feathered hat to cover her moderate length brown hair. She has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Murgen was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. A gifted student she started as a Barber, but she got bored and became a Mercenary. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mercenary.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and to be a barber again

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fisher. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fisher.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 2900 sp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull brown iron scale mail. With wild red hair. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Engong isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc unity. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: She was born in the north. Engong was born on a far northern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Navigator. She found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, she put together a working one.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and she is content

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 130 gp.