Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'2". He is wearing a long, black cloak, and his gloved hand is found clutching a morningstar. His white crest is still thick. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 390 gp.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, grey shirt, and black tie. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his trident, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is an amazing painter.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Balimaar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. After a long history of fighting, Balimaar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 800 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the left. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Nalral isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. 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 has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Nalral never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. Her gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered singing. She struck the Glassblower job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.