Description: 5'9" and muscular, this northern man tends to wear a large brown jacket. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He became a Sailor soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Kilvar wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dragonborn companion (his 'brother'). During his travels, Kilvar and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Kilvar discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Kilvar fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'4". He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and his gloved hand is found clutching a falchion. His golden hair is still thick. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fletcher. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Shy, Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. She keeps her long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. Her skin is flawless and her brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She found a children's book about a Dwarf Monk who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs; and she's looking for her big break

Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 140 gp. White pearl (90 gp).