Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears green trousers with red and blue striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has moderate length silver crest. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Brewer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Rivaan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. 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: An old rival family wants him found; and to reunite with his absent mother

Flaws: Selfish, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 pp. Chrysoberyl (160 gp).

Description: She is lean but muscular and wears dull black sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed falchion, just in case. Her copper crest is long and unkept. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered east to less war torn lands. She has dedicated herself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 gp. Coral (140 gp). Sard (30 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). 1 Hourglass. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: 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. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her hair is golden and very short. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are brown.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Bilga grew up listening to her mother's many stories. She found a children's book about a Half-Orc Druid who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His long brass crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man is dressed in earthy colors with a yellow and violet handkerchief worn on his left side, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Sore throat, cough

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