Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. He has shaved his head bald. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Morg is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Sailor profession.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Morg grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Roofer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Roofer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 90000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a black scarf. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

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. Elaim was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Elaim decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His white crest is matted, messy, and big. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

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. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the south were limited. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Apothecary responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 800 gp. Carnelian (80 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Everard was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Passionate, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length copper crest. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Through the years after Vrondiss was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Vrondiss's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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 nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Antagonistic. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 200 gp.