Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He dresses in violet turtlenecks beneath a black coat with brown slacks. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Drogo liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. He has no crest. He has gold eyes and a black hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man sports pastel clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his right hand. He wears his yellow fur up. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. The war was a terrible time for him, and Five does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is content.

Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly shortspears and crossbows. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears just a blue suit, and is pretty ugly. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has amber eyes and a blue hat with a white feather.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Berrian isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. While he appears to be a normal 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp. Aquamarine (400 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp).