Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His white crest is smooth and relatively long. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Donaar wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Bard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He comes from a rich western family. 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has hazel eyes and a tan hat with a violet feather.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Tanner. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Tailor again; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He bought a longsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 300 gp. Moss agate (5 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp). Eye agate (5 gp).

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 a blue collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Body Guard profession.

History: Alexandre was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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: Ronk hails from a village terrorized by drow. One day when Ronk was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Ronk was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Ronk was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Slave, Family, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 15000 cp.