Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a grey shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and black pants. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in the north to a Scribe, Darrak learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Carpenter, but he got bored and became a Scribe. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Persistence, Professionalism. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Lapis lazuli (5 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a shortbow on his belt. He has dyed his greying black crest a little too much giving a sharp black color. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Srorthen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 3'10". She wears a brown tunic with green highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around her shoes, and her gloved hand is found clutching a pickaxe. She keeps her long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. She has brown eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: The child of a Glassblower, who enjoyed hunting, Yurgunn was taken on many hunting expeditions. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Yurgunn took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor she uses now. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and an old rival family wants her found

Flaws: Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 23000 cp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her crest is cut close to her head. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end her boredom.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Mundane. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp.