Description: She wears black trousers with grey and brown striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'10" when asserting herself. She has wavy white hair. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Scribe arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Greeba took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor she uses now. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Onyx (80 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Brown-green garnet (110 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. His black hair is thinning but still full. He has hazel eyes and a blue hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Cockaby was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 4000 gp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His bronze crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. 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. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Many goblins want him driven away; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears dark leathers with embroidery. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, In love. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Just what you see.