Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears violet leather gloves, a violet jacket, and tight pants. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is baby faced.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His childhood dream was to be a Stylist, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Adran took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His fur is gray and very short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'3". He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a white coat with grey slacks, and his gloved hand is found clutching a trident. His fur is short and yellow. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes goblins are coming to abduct people. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1900 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (120 gp).

Description: Standing 2'10", this man wears dull brown sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hand crossbow, just in case. His silver hair is long and unkept. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Pikar hails from a village terrorized by giants. 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 north. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Pikar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Stableman and was forced into it by his family; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.