Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a black collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Keth will drive conversation. A friendly and beautiful Half-Orc, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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: Born to a Guard, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly daggers and scythes. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. 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: He is a Metallic Dragon in disguise. Theriatis was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Theriatis decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He got into the Cook business at a young age. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Uthemar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Job, In love. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. His blue crest is heavily combed to the left. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Terse, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 400 gp.