Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears green trousers with grey and pastel striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He wears his silver crest down. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.

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 is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 north. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 6000 sp. Red-brown spinel (60 gp). Citrine (80 gp). Malachite (15 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp).

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a brown shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 300 gp. Coral (150 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe and is in decent physical shape. His auburn hair is cut short. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His first spouse was a Bather, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Bather they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Fisher, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Slave, Family. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 190 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His purple hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. During his travels, Damakos and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Damakos discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Damakos fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 500 gp. Red garnet (160 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). White opal (600 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.