Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ulblyn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 6000 sp. Chrysoprase (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull yellow iron scale mail. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Qualen was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Addict, Forgetful. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The dark-skinned woman stands 5'10" and wears a brown shirt, with a tan mid length skirt with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Rosalind has worked very hard to control her curse. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 2200 gp.

Description: This woman stands a little under 6'0" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. She has a very tight haircut. Her gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Server. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends.

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 3100 gp. Moss agate (10 gp).