Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His ears are large.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a brown tunic with tan highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly daggers and quarterstaffs. His silver hair is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. 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: Arannis lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Arannis was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Locksmith. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Fire opal (1100 gp). Star ruby (1100 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Malmûg was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Orc companion (his 'brother'). He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

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 is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Bather arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Vondal alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. 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: A deep hatred of giants; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His long lavender fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Server

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

Possessions: Just what you see.