Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears professional attire. His tied-back hair is brown. He is baby faced.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Justice, Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 350 gp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His golden hair is cut short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his singing with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Detective hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Emotional. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a large violet mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe, and he perpetually has his scythe ready. His hair is brown and curly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Berrian was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Berrian decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. 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: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 4000 gp. White pearl (150 gp). Blue star sapphire (600 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He stands about 6'6" and wears skinny pants and wears a white and green robe with the hood down. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His blue crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dragonborn culture. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1800 gp. Solid gold idol (200 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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. Oskar is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 east. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Cynical. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 170 gp.