Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His gold crest has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 87. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (90 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born to a Roofer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. After a long history of fighting, Cockaby and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Poor, In love. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a simple white robe with grey stripes complete with hood. He has moderate length black hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His childhood dream was to be a Apothecary, but he was a colossal failure. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Joker, Logical, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 800 sp. Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his whip, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His silver hair is cut short. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Layabout. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has worked as a Layabout like his mother before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 70 gp. Red garnet (150 gp).