Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat, and she perpetually has her mace ready. Her rusty crest is heavily combed to the left. Her ears are large.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. When Hillanot reached her early adolescence her Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

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 is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is auburn and very short. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and money/treasure

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She has red hair. Her skin is flawless and her amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered east to less war torn lands. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: PTSD, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her rusty crest is still thick. Her red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She is obsessed with her god.

History: Born to a Layabout, her father struggled to pay the bills. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is her passion.

Flaws: Sensitive, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 30 gp. Peridot (70 gp).