Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He keeps his bronze crest in a pixie cut. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. A gifted student he started as a Bather, but he got bored and became a Blacksmith. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Blacksmith responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: She stands about 5'7" and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her fur is red and curly. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is a woman who does what she needs to. She will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She moved out north to avoid the crime she committed. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She usually wears her red robe and has her sickle always slung over her shoulder. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Wella grew up listening to her father's many stories. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. During her travels, Wella and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Wella discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Wella fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His long lavender fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. 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 would like to get married and retire; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Bonds: Mentor, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.