Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. A true patriot, Ulfgar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Ulfgar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. The family's rival house kidnapped his sister with the intent that his sister marry their son to gain control of contested properties. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 90 gp. Eye agate (7 gp). 2 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She is dressed in a clean pastel cloak covering her clean studded leather. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her fur, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She was taken from her home at a very young age. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by orcs. Ethereal was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the orcs.

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

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Bloodstone (50 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Pallabar wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Expert, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born into a rich family. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and money/treasure

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 22000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man wears a grey coat over a pastel low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his left hand. His brown hair is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Percival hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Percival lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His childhood dream was to be a Layabout, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job, Debt. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 5000 cp.