Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. His hair is auburn and curly. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Anverth will drive conversation. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Anverth was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Laborer for the past few years.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Family, Job, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. 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: Vilberg was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence, Athletic. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2000 gp. Hematite (9 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His rusty crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1200 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (10 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has white hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Theriatis was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. During his travels, Theriatis and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Theriatis discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Theriatis fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 100 gp. Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler.