Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His crest is black and curly. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Maagog was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When Maagog reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 140 pp.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a green armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. Her feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: Born to a Junk Dealer, her mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Herbalist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She is content; and she's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears bulky black painted plate armor. Her crest is greying and her face has many wrinkles. This red eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

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 works hard and plays hard.

History: Gifted from a young age, Daar studied abroad. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Daar has worked very hard to control her curse. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Disease. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 gp. 4 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a brown broad hat and brown clothes. She has dyed her greying cinnamon fur a little too much giving a sharp cinnamon color. Her eyes are likewise yellow.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She became a Guard soon after.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she 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. She has dyed her greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with her Fortune-teller mother left her crippled. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Merla fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 70 gp. Sard (50 gp).