Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His auburn hair is still thick. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Sailor they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Soapmaker, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is typically in his Barkeep uniform. His orange fur is braided into rings. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Drifting was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Barkeep work with an outfit from a few towns over. Barkeep work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Barkeep for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Barkeep responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1700 gp.

Description: He likes to wear blue tank tops with grey pants. He is physically well-built. His white crest is matted, messy, and big. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Rathkran will drive conversation. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Rathkran 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. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His purple hair has been sun bleached extensively. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Tethren took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Alexandrite (800 gp). Citrine (70 gp).