Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a pickaxe, but if one is not available she will default to her glaive. Her brown hair is cut short. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: Abalaba lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her first spouse was a Doctor, they had one son, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a halberd on his belt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. This brown eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a halberd and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 18000 sp. Aquamarine (900 gp). White pearl (80 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Canary diamond (2000 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a tan tunic with blue highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. His black hair is thinning but still full. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He worked as a nervous Priest and found it very stressful. After a long history of fighting, Naill and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available he will default to his glaive. He sports a flattop crest cut. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the north were limited. 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: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1500 gp.