Description: This man stands a little under 5'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a brown tunic with grey highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. His white hair is still thick. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His childhood dream was to be a Jeweler, but he was a colossal failure. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a red suit, tan shirt, and brown tie. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bather arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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: Retire the richest man in the south; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 900 gp. Amethyst (100 gp). Jet (100 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She has wavy chestnut hair. Her eyes are violet and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 77. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Artin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has moderate length blue crest. This red eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and a strong sense of loyalty to half-elven people

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist, Selfish, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 700 gp. 2 Tanglefoot bags. 2 Smokesticks.