Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Kilvar is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born in the south. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1800 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (120 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her blue crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. She is baby faced.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. To her fellows she 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: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Ostracized due to the divine powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He keeps his copper crest in a pixie cut. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. At a young age his mother died while driving off some giants. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in shortspear use. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Justice, Opinionated, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1400 gp. Aquamarine (1200 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Iolite (30 gp).

Description: This woman wears a tan small hat and tan clothes. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on her left hand. She has moderate length brown hair. Her violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. The war was a terrible time for her, and Myathethil does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. While she appears to be a normal Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 sp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (170 gp).