Description: This malnourished man wears a brown costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Travok isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

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. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dwarves in Travok's homeland. Travok decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. She has never given up on her singing dream.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She has a large yellow mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her green robe. She wears her auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Yvonne was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Yvonne decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, In love, Has a crush. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: 6'3" and muscular, this western woman is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her red crest is braided into rings. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

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

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 6000 sp.