Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His brass crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson green hat.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: Nithther was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Nithther took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and wants a kiss

Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is in excellent shape and typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's in love

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Selfish, PTSD. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 350 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with tan slacks. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black crest is still thick. His eyes are red and beady.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. After coming to the age of reason, Mreksh took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This light-skinned male is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has moderate length golden hair. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He wears his red hair down. He has brown eyes and a blue hat with a red feather.

Personality: Fivin is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Fivin hails from a village terrorized by brigands. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Fivin alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to protect his home

Ideals: Extrovert, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies, Guardian. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears a grey vest and prefers tan and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His brown hair is knotted and matted. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Nalral has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears suspenders and green workpants. Her shirt is black, and she wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. Her brown hair is long and unkept. Her eyes are a pleasant black.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Her psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people.

Ideals: Logical, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1400 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Sellsword. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He worked as a nervous Sellsword and found it very stressful. He tends to his Sellsword job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has black hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 800 sp.