Description: He wears a fancy white suit. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and revenge

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His crest is rusty and very short. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Mozikth embodies much of what other species detest in the Dragonborns. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Mozikth grew up listening to his father's many stories. When Mozikth 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Half-Orc compassion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: This man prefers to wear flannel. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in the east to a Healer, Gimurt learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Healer for hire.

Motivation: He's in love; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Slave, Has a crush. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears bulky grey painted plate armor. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Eberk wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Rogue, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Stylist business.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: An older woman who is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, she is not a threatening figure. Her purple hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

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 is obsessed with her god.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Religious, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 2000 sp.