Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears professional attire. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Shágflak hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Shágflak was born with his father's beautiful face. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: This man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull black iron scale mail. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his right hand. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Dreali's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a tight fitting yellow shirt and pants. His black hair is singed and shortened. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. After coming to the age of reason, Norman took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He wears bulky red painted plate armor. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Joser was born the youngest of three triplets. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a flail on his belt. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. The war was a terrible time for him, and Krimmon does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 80 gp. Deep green spinel (90 gp).