Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a worn and beaten armor. She sports chestnut long hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. In her 19th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane, Fearful. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2300 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp).

Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She is renowned for her bright green dresses and hats. Her brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes are silver and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ronwe studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Ronwe took it upon herself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a red broad hat and red clothes. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Ortegar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Laborer, but he got bored and became a Mortician. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has dyed his greying blue crest a little too much giving a sharp blue color. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people; and dragonborn compassion

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

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.