Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a green collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His bronze crest is singed and shortened. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 83. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he has a crush on the local gardener

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Poor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 110 gp. 8 Acid flasks.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born in the west to a Bowyer, Gardain learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive, Addict. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 6000 cp. Lapis lazuli (9 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is dressed in an above average manner. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker tan hat.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears tattered old clothes. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He is baby faced.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.