Description: This malnourished man wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Armorer business.

History: He was born in the north. Frouse was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Frouse decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dull brown sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed trident, just in case, and carries tridents. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: Adrik is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. 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 to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: A 4'7" western woman, she is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her gray fur is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes are likewise copper. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother; and regain custody of her daughter

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears baggy red pantaloons and a blue scarf. She is physically well-built. Her hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing painting.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. After coming to the age of reason, Merla took it upon herself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit 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. Her hair is cut close to her head. She has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is her passion

Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 40 gp.