Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scimitar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. 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: He was born in a small desert village. When Veit reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Rolen was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, 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 Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His childhood dream was to be a Blacksmith, but he was a colossal failure. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a white coat. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. 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: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Slave, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 400 pp. Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Rose (50 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Eye agate (10 gp).

Description: 6'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He sports a flattop crest cut. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Adrex is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Silk rope. 1 Good lock.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears baggy tan pantaloons and a green scarf. His black crest, when down, is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Bricklayer. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 east. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.