Description: 6'6" and muscular, this eastern man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His bronze crest has been sun bleached extensively. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Bharash liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Nature, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 20 gp. White pearl (70 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Reirak lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Slave, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 60 gp. Hematite (15 gp).

Description: She is wearing a long, tan cloak. She carries with her a set of greataxes on her belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. Her red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. With wild white hair. Her eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Dragonborn culture. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: Gifted from a young age, Artin studied abroad. Her druidic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Artin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.