Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Euron never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 7000 sp. Black pearl (1000 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Red garnet (120 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, and he perpetually has his warhammer ready. His fur, while still mostly cinnamon, has prominent grey streaks. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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 in the north to a Guard, Sun learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He has achieved small success as a Guard.

Motivation: To be a Ploughman again.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a tan shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and green pants. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable. Flaws: Sensitive, Addict. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A freak accident while working with his Barkeep mother left him crippled. During his travels, Joser and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Joser discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Joser fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Opinionated, Professionalism. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 500 gp. Coral (150 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp).