Description: He wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. 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, Hobart is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Hobart grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 south. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'9" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He very much looks the part of a Shipwright. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Shipwright arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He became a Shipwright soon after.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Shipwright responsibilities is difficult; and to be a stableman again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

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 black tunic with blue highlights, and long yellow pants that bunch up around his shoes. His purple hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting gnolls, the young Oriax began to lead the lost caravan. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the left. His ears are large.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

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. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Slave, Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He stands about 4'5" and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is auburn and curly. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Vonbin 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Chain shirt.