Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has moderate length silver crest. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Fortune-teller. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He found a children's book about a Dragonborn Adept who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and further expansion of business

Bonds: Job, Family, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 5000 cp. Sard (30 gp).

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Varg took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and a deep hatred of illithids

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Superior lock.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing. His fur is cinnamon and curly. His eyes are green.

Personality: Quick wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Wizard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

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. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military, In love. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He tends to wear a large grey jacket. He is an epitome of beauty. His auburn hair is lengthy. 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 cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. 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: Gimurt was born the youngest of three triplets. Gimurt was born on a far northern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Stableman. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and doesn't want to be a stableman and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has gleaming, smiling white eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 120 gp.