Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. She has blonde hair. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Mason arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her parents enrolled her in a Expert school at a young age so that she could practice her druidic talents. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Slave, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 pp. Chrysoprase (30 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a Interpreter, his father struggled to pay the bills. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Dayereth never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (150 gp).

Description: He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in the south to a Fletcher, Fabien learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Tanner; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 2300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: The child of a Shipwright, who enjoyed hunting, Dworic was taken on many hunting expeditions. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and 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: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 390 gp. 4 Smokesticks.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his silver hair up. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Secretive, Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. Jade (110 gp).