Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. 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 quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Nicholas was born with his father's beautiful face. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Servant. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black crest is heavily combed to the left. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He takes great joy in being the best Healer in town.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 43000 sp. Solid gold idol (1000 gp). 1 Average lock. 1 Silk rope.

Description: This southern woman wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her black crest is lengthy. Her red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Eggren was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Marshal hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has worked as a Marshal like her mother before her.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Marshal responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has styled his blue crest well, parting it to the left. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Orc culture. He is a great chef.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Orc people; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Racist. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1400 sp. 4 Acid flasks.

Description: An older woman who wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a shortbow, but if one is not available she will default to her sickle, she is not a threatening figure. Her golden hair is long and unkept. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a son. Some 6 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Baelitae never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 110 gp.