Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, white shirt, and red tie. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Rael took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is a mite stocky and dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a blue vest and prefers green and black shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. She has no hair. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She hates dire rats. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In her 17th year, her parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Bimpnottin alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: She is typically in her Cartwright uniform. She carries with her a set of scythes, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Sporting a red mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She disdains her fellow easterners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: When she was but 7 years old her parents immigrated from the east. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She's also a talented Guard, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Sculptor does. He carries a battered nunchaku and tarnished trident as well. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. 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 intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. 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: Valorean was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Sculptor work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sculptor work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and balancing his hectic life and new sculptor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 210 gp. Chrysoberyl (60 gp). Golden pearl (60 gp). Pink pearl (60 gp). 2 Antitoxin.