Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull tan iron scale mail, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'4" when asserting himself. His white hair is cut short. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Oskar lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family, Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His yellow leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform 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 he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Mentor, Slave. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and he perpetually has his morningstar ready. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Hobart grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Hobart. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are violet.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Roland took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He bought a bastard sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Lazy, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His blue crest is unkempt and raggedy. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 700 gp. Golden pearl (100 gp). Sard (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.