Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and carries whips. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: Namfoodle 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 claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Namfoodle fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 50 gp. Jade (90 gp).

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His green crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Sethrekar isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: Money/treasure; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 370 gp. Star rose quartz (30 gp). Golden pearl (40 gp).

Description: She wears a black vest and prefers grey and blue shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. She carries with her a set of lances on her belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. Her dark red hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are silver.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Nemeia is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nemeia fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 700 sp. Obsidian (16 gp).