Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His blue crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He is a Lycanthrope in disguise. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a red armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A gifted student he started as a Carpenter, but he got bored and became a Stableman. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Stableman.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Enemies, Slave, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. She wears her bronze crest down. Her red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: Born in the south to a Navigator, Havilar learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Navigator. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and she's in love

Flaws: Racist, Shy. Bonds: Job, In love, Has a crush. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 110 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp).

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He wears his white fur down. His copper unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Disease, Terse. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.