Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. He has amber eyes and a white hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. After coming to the age of reason, Silvo took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a yellow shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Dayereth will drive conversation. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Extrovert, Joker. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: 3'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Faran was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. He has rusty crest. His eyes are gold.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. Being a Apothecary kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.