Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His crest is black and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the south were limited. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 380 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has moderate length cinnamon fur. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. 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 a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He bought a flail and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around her neck, and a sickle on her belt. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep white.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. She always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Terse, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 80 pp. Black pearl (400 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp).

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She dresses like a well dressed Apothecary does. Her tied-back hair is brown. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She has worked as a Apothecary like her mother before her.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 30 gp. Freshwater pearl (6 gp). 1 Silver holy symbol.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a white coat with tan slacks. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Eiravel liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 7000 cp.