Description: He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and he perpetually has his club ready. He has a very tight haircut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born to a Miner, his father struggled to pay the bills. Hunter liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a club and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

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

Possessions: 400 gp. Aquamarine (1100 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Black star sapphire (1100 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'8" and wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bow, but if one is not available he will default to his rapier. He has moderate length blonde hair. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Nybarg grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Nybarg abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Standing 6'3", this woman wears skinny pants and wears a green and brown robe with the hood down. She wears a deerstalker hat to hide her balding. Her eyes are a pleasant red.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Furrele embodies much of what other species detest in the Dragonborns. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Through the years after Furrele was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Furrele's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She saw the violence of war and the aftermath so she converted to religion and dedicated herself to non-violence.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Jeweled electrum ring (2000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a yellow shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 80 pp.