Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a white cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings, and is pretty ugly. His hair is white and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Snagog never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: In love, Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Secretive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing, and is pretty ugly. His white fur is long and unkept. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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: Many brigands want him driven away; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 19000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. He is physically well-built. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 60 gp. Rhodochrosite (5 gp).

Description: She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady gray eyes.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people

Ideals: Gifted, Joker, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 20 gp.