Description: He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. He carries with him a set of scimitars on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His dark red hair is thinning but still full. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines black.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He's in love; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, marred by sweets. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 23. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Riardon was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This eastern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. With wild brown hair. She has a dull look in her blue eyes.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Mardnab was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. Through the years after Mardnab was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Mardnab's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: She has the majority of her body covered in plate, and carries hand crossbows. She wears her brown hair down. Her eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Spice Merchant arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Sarah fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Logical. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1000 cp. Jet (150 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Gifted from a young age, Mûg studied abroad. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 sp. Lapis lazuli (5 gp).