Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 4000 gp. Gold music box (4000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Standing 6'0", this man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. His skin is flawless and his gold eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Amnon was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Amnon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1400 gp. Rhodochrosite (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and tan robe with the hood down. His crest is cut close to his head. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady red eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. A true patriot, Srorthen would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When Srorthen reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Nuraval speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Nuraval was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Debt. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1100 sp.