Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a black shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His crest, while still mostly scarlet, has prominent grey streaks. His half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Tarhun embodies much of what other species detest in the Dragonborns. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mason arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is renowned for his bright violet suits and hats. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Merchant.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Job, Religious. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. She 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. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1200 sp. 4 Antitoxin.

Description: 4'5" and muscular, this southern man wears just a brown suit. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.