Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Morthos took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Standing 5'11", this man usually wears his blue robe and has his trident always slung over his shoulder. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. 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: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naeris fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Slave, Has a crush. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears a fancy brown suit, he is not a threatening figure. His red hair is heavily combed to the right. He has amber eyes and a brown hat with a white feather.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 50 gp. Blue quartz (12 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a brown coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Gerald will drive conversation. 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: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Extrovert, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2200 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (130 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He carries with him a set of kukris, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 44. 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 will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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 left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.