Description: This man usually wears his blue robe and has his quarterstaff always slung over his shoulder. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his left hand. His red crest is braided into rings. His eyes are red.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Cynical, Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 800 gp. Chalcedony (30 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp).

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He has blue crest. His eyes are gold.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Srorthen embodies much of what other species detest in the Dragonborns. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and dragonborn compassion

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing a long, violet cloak. He wears his red fur up. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Dagger was born the youngest of three triplets. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Depressed, Secretive. Bonds: Family, Rich, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Blue star sapphire (1500 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Moss agate (4 gp). Tourmaline (70 gp). White opal (1500 gp). Azurite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he usually wears his white robe and has his trident always slung over his shoulder. His fur is short and gray. His green eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed white hat.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Kite liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Server

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 240 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (180 gp). Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp).

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Mormog embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Orcs. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Mormog was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1000 gp.