Description: This malnourished man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Morkral isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in the north to a Dilettante, Morkral learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Dilettante. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. A true patriot, Wymar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 3000 sp. Smoky quartz (30 gp).

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 5'9" northern man, he dresses well, wearing yellow shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Balimaar speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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 in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 26000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. His black hair is thinning but still full. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1200 gp. Zircon (30 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.