Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He keeps his long scarlet crest kept up in a rat tail. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 900 gp. Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Black pearl (700 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His white hair is lengthy. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister.

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 300 pp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (130 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (40 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2600 gp).

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her long blue crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gold.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She dresses like a well dressed Mortician does, and carries warhammers. She keeps her long black hair kept up in a rat tail. Her gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. The war was a terrible time for her, and Lia does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Born in the north to a Mortician, Lia learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Her childhood dream was to be a Spice Merchant, but she was a colossal failure. She tends to her Mortician job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand her business

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 600 sp. Tourmaline (70 gp).