Description: He wears baggy white pantaloons and a yellow scarf. He carries with him a set of longswords on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Grumbar 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 he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: He wears brown trousers with tan and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has a very tight haircut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Butcher. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Immeral took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Soapmaker. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants to get laid

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A 6'2" northern woman, she wears skinny pants and wears a green and black robe with the hood down. Her white crest is singed and shortened. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Savaran was born the youngest of three triplets. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 5 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Savaran never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and marry her brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Family, In love. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears bulky grey painted plate armor. He has red hair. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He got into the Fletcher business at a young age. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has achieved small success as a Fletcher.

Motivation: To be a Adventurer again; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Slave. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 800 sp. Jade (50 gp).