Description: 6'8" and muscular, this southern woman wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She has done her best to style her gold crest to look like a famous performer. Her gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Arava isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. Ostracized due to the arcane 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 is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: She wears just a black suit. She has dyed her greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Orc conditions. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and she's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 7000 sp. Moss agate (7 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a long, tan cloak. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Performer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Performer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 200 gp. Bloodstone (80 gp). Blue star sapphire (900 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp).

Description: He wears a grey shirt with thin green vertical stripes and blue pants. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Clerebold isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Clerebold was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Clerebold's homeland. Clerebold decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Clerebold fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 30 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (150 gp).