Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He usually wears his black robe and has his mace always slung over his shoulder. He keeps his red crest in a flapper bob. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Shamash isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Orc activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Orc doctor. 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 doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease, Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 32000 sp.

Description: This man wears a blue collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His auburn hair is cut short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Namfoodle is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Namfoodle was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Namfoodle fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 600 pp. Old masterpiece painting (2100 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2100 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (700 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1900 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (30 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: She wears just a red suit. Her white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. She has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Lidda is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Lidda has worked very hard to control her curse. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: To be a Bookbinder again; and balancing her hectic life and new dilettante responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 7000 cp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. Her eyes are green and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. In her journeys she found a malevolent artifact. She wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 80 gp.