Description: 5'8" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Spice Merchant for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, In love, Mentor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: Krûk 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. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's in love

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This southern woman wears a black vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her black boots flare out at the collars. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her long silver crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. She has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: Savaran was born with her mother's beautiful face. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Barber; and she wants to get laid

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Has a crush, Attractive. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1900 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 brown hair is long and unkept. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wymar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Rhodochrosite (7 gp).