Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. Bloodstone (80 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). Rose (80 gp). Amber (140 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her hair is golden and curly. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. The war was a terrible time for her, and Gurdis does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. When Gurdis reached her early adolescence her Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Flaws: Terse, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military, Slave. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 130 pp.

Description: She wears dull green sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed shield, just in case. Her blue crest is smooth and relatively long. She has a dull look in her gold eyes.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Jezean was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. Her childhood dream was to be a Soapmaker, but she was a colossal failure. She tends to her Miller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 19000 sp. Gold music box (4000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp).

Description: This light-skinned male has the majority of his body covered in plate. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is red and very short. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He hates Halflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Bounty Hunter business.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 400 gp.