Description: He wears professional attire. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Gifted from a young age, Hobart studied abroad. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 2000 gp. Bloodstone (80 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Canary diamond (4000 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Azurite (5 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp).

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a hammer on his belt. He wears his white crest down. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 78. 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 is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Zedaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Selfish, Ugly. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Violet garnet (600 gp). Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp). Malachite (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a tan collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Halfling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Halfling doctor. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Layabout; and halfling compassion

Flaws: Racist, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears a black shirt with thin white vertical stripes and brown pants. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His yellow fur is unkempt and raggedy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Brewer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 400 gp. Azurite (7 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Emerald (400 gp).

Description: A 5'9" northern man, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He got into the Navigator business at a young age. His parents enrolled him in a Expert school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. Being a Navigator kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 30 gp.