Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Born in the north to a Mayor, Jak learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and usually wears his green robe and has his glaive always slung over his shoulder. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Warryn was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. A gifted student he started as a Locksmith, but he got bored and became a Navigator. He tends to his Navigator job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker, Professionalism. Bonds: Poor, Job, Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 300 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, marred by teas. His black hair is still thick. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a grey shirt with thin green vertical stripes and violet pants. His head has been shaved. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 42. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a black armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. His crest is cut close to his head. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and dragonborn compassion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 500 gp.