Description: This exceptionally lanky man typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A gifted student he started as a Stylist, but he got bored and became a Bookbinder. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp. Red-brown spinel (60 gp). Pink pearl (60 gp). White pearl (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is typically in his Mason uniform. He keeps his long white crest kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Direcris embodies much of what other species detest in the Dragonborns. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has worked as a Mason like his father before him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: This southern woman is abnormally tall. She wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her hair is golden and very short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: She was born in the south. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Emotional, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her crest is short and rusty. Her red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Furrele was orphaned to a temple shortly after her birth. She was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above herself and to hold her god always in her heart. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 20 gp. Zircon (70 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a white coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. He has red hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: He was born in the south. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Orc activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Orc doctor. Being a Locksmith kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Mundane, Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 40 gp.