Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His brass crest is still thick. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: The child of a Guard, who enjoyed hunting, Srorthen was taken on many hunting expeditions. Srorthen was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Sculptor. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and money/treasure

Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His crest is blue and very short. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the west were limited. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: This slender woman stands about 5'9". 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. Her black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. Her blue eyes peer out from beneath her feathered violet hat.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Griselda was born with her father's beautiful face. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Healer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Healer work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. In the meantime she has taken over work as a Healer and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 2900 sp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. She has hazel eyes and a yellow hat with a green feather.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. Some 2 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Eleanor never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 cp.