Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears dull brown sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed glaive, just in case. Her hair is red and very short. Her ears are large.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: She was born into a rich family. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, she wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. Her tied-back hair is chestnut. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered west to less war torn lands. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Depressed, Impulsive, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: She wears a black cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. She carries with her a set of longswords, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her black crest is thinning but still full. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Ruloth was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. Ruloth liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ruloth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

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 tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He sports a flattop crest cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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 Dragonborn in existence. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Adventurer. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nadarr fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Justice, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1200 sp.