Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears dull grey sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed bastard sword, just in case. His hair is long and white with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Vondal lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Family, Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: This southern man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His clothes are grease stained in places. His fur is beige and curly. His copper eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He takes great joy in being the best Sculptor in town.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His childhood dream was to be a Soapmaker, but he was a colossal failure. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Spring was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 240 pp. Azurite (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His blue crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Baradad liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and a strong sense of loyalty to tiefling people

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 90 pp. Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp).

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears his white crest up. He has red eyes and a green hat with a red feather.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Medrash was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Medrash never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, In love. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.