Description: He is a mite stocky and prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. He has wavy blue hair. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: She is scrawny and has patchy purple stubble. She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull tan iron scale mail. She has a hunchback. Her purple hair is greasy and uncared for. Her black eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In her 16th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and she seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 gp. White pearl (100 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Jade (100 gp).

Description: 3'11" and muscular, this eastern man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Tanner born in the past three hundred years. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He got into the Tanner business at a young age. 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 Tanner. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Tanner.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is short and brown. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She wears a brown coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon her head. She carries with her a set of ceremonial daggers on her belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. Her brown fur is knotted and matted. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Pelt is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Pelt fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.