Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and he perpetually has his morningstar ready. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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 loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Travok abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Family, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (90 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He has dyed his greying gray fur a little too much giving a sharp gray color. His yellow eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Navigator but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: 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; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Optimist, Pacifist. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Sardonyx (20 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). White opal (1100 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Lance alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against orcs; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 210 pp. Obsidian (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'9" and wears a fancy tan suit. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He hates goblins. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Thamior was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His first spouse was a Barrister, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 50 gp.