Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears an entirely brown suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Military, Slave. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 800 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His gray fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Harvest was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Druid, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Druid in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Harvest abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1100 pp. Sard (40 gp). Silver pearl (140 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Sard (40 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: She is a physically imposing light-skinned woman. She wears a white armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. With wild brown hair. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. The war was a terrible time for her, and Portia does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Her psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Portia was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She was granted psionic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 30000 cp. Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). 3 Acid flasks. 4 Antitoxin. 3 Thunderstones.

Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She has wavy blue hair. She has black eyes and a black hat with a brown feather.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: Gomory hails from a village terrorized by drow. At a young age her mother died while driving off some drow. Her father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train her in trident use. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gomory fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Professionalism. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.