Description: He is a husky man, who wears a brown deerstalker hat and brown clothes. His fur is lavender and curly. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 8. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Lone lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Lone took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He bought a glaive and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This western woman is abnormally tall. She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Slave Trader. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. She keeps her silver hair in a pixie cut. Her green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Creega wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Commoner, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Slave Trader arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Locksmith; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: She prefers to wear brown clothing when she does not wear armor. Her hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. Her brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Therlin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor she uses now. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Barrister.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Addict, Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Job, Religious. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman has the majority of her body covered in plate, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She has styled her black crest well, parting it to the right. Her gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Havilar isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. The war was a terrible time for her, and Havilar does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She got into the Shipwright business at a young age. She worked as a nervous Shipwright and found it very stressful. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Shipwright for hire.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.