Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple violet line shooting up and back down. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Gifted from a young age, Zephan studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Zephan took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 50 pp. Azurite (12 gp). Jade (80 gp). Amber (80 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Red garnet (80 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He prefers to wear red pants and tee shirts. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is mildly Tiefling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Cimer took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Soapmaker like his father before him.

Motivation: To be a Guard again; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Nature, Job, Slave. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His silver hair is lengthy. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Gilthur was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mayor. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: He wears grey trousers with violet and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Mortician. He uses divination through singing.

History: Erevan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gifted student he started as a Priest, but he got bored and became a Mortician. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 80 gp. Peridot (70 gp). 1 Banded mail.