Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Her white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: Tiaathque hails from a village terrorized by goblins. At some point she was captured by goblins and was tortured. After several years of this she finally managed to escape. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is her passion; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: She wears a brown collared shirt and black skirt. She accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. She carries a battered flail and tarnished shortspear as well. Her hair is short and golden. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are green.

Personality: She is a Fisher first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: Rosamund 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. At a young age her mother died while driving off some brigands. Her father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train her in shortspear use. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by brigands. Rosamund was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a morningstar, but if one is not available he will default to his bow. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Silvo wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Commoner, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

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

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 110 pp. Aquamarine (1200 gp). Coral (140 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Amethyst (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull pastel iron scale mail, he is not a threatening figure. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Drogo is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. 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 has money and likes to spend it; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 40 gp.