Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He tends to wear a large black jacket. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Forcas took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Performer.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and expand his business

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Nature, Job. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 6000 sp. Cloth of gold vestments (170 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (600 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (400 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. 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: Euron was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Euron was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Dilettante.

Motivation: He is greedy; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. He carries a battered greatsword and tarnished rapier as well. His crest is green and curly. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dadalan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

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. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his spear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the north were limited. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sailor and was forced into it by his family; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Opinionated, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 5000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'2". He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull black iron scale mail, and his gloved hand is found clutching a kukri. His hair is cut close to his head. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Servant. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 110 gp.