Description: Runty and weak-looking, she is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her copper crest is unkempt and raggedy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 74. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She was granted martial powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 400 gp. Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Moss agate (14 gp).

Description: He has a missing left arm. He tends to wear a large black jacket. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

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

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is long and silver with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Citrine (60 gp).

Description: He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is red, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. His white hair is cut short. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Shepherd arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears yellow leather gloves, a yellow jacket, and tight pants. His tied-back hair is golden. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born in the south to a Armorer, Aramil learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Spyglass. 1 Climber’s kit.