Description: 6'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears black trousers with red and green striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He wears his purple hair up. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is mildly Tiefling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a great chef.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tieflings became a terror of the countryside. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Gnomish compassion.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: A moderately attractive woman, she wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. She wears a deerstalker hat to cover her moderate length rusty crest. She has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Saphara isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. Saphara is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her brothers into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Onyx (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Layabout hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He became a Layabout soon after.

Motivation: Revenge; and expand his business

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has lavender fur. His yellow eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Scribe work with an outfit from a few towns over. Scribe work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Scribe.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Just what you see.