Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His crest is short and bronze. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Dadalan 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. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (170 gp). Solid gold idol (800 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1300 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). Silver ewer (20 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Bertram liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. His tied-back hair is black. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born in the south to a Merchant, Balimaar learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the south were limited. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Merchant.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has a crush on the local sailor

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Has a crush, Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 700 gp.