Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a fancy tan suit. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: Drogo is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Drogo was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has achieved small success as a Laborer.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: He dresses well, wearing pastel shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has moderate length auburn hair. He has green eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To protect his home; and a deep hatred of drow

Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Enemies, Poor, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears skinny pants and wears a yellow and brown robe with the hood down. He has shaved his head bald. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Henry was born with his father's beautiful face. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker, Professionalism. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Silk rope.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born into a rich family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Trey took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. 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's attracted to the PC; and he's in love

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His black hair is singed and shortened. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Being born in the east, 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 east 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Servant they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Miller, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 15000 cp. Lapis lazuli (9 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp). Malachite (9 gp).