Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Vonbin will drive conversation. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Vonbin was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Junk Dealer. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To be a Laborer again; and to protect his home

Ideals: Extrovert, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 260 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He carries with him a set of rapiers on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His hair is chestnut and curly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Orsik reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. His copper crest is long and unkept. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dadalan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. A true patriot, Dadalan would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Dadalan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. After coming to the age of reason, Dadalan took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 90 gp. Red-brown spinel (160 gp). 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his falchion. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and many illithids want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 80 gp. 4 Smokesticks.