Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a red armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His gold crest is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Vrondiss 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. Through the years after Vrondiss was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Vrondiss's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 100 gp. Azurite (4 gp).

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Thradal was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Bard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Bard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1400 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Mhurren was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Marshal and was forced into it by his family; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 500 sp. Chrysoberyl (50 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His green crest is still thick. His eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. Dadalan enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dadalan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and dragonborn compassion

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 140 pp.