Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. His crest is scarlet and very short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: Greethen is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Greethen was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Druid, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Druid in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When Greethen reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a husky man, who tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Patrick was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Cleric, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. One day when Patrick was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Patrick was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Shy, PTSD, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Obsidian (4 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: He stands about 5'0" and is wearing a long, black cloak. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his blue hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are white and catlike.

Personality: He is a Server first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Sammal was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has worked as a Server like his father before him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Fearful, Insane, Greedy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears an entirely blue suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He is physically well-built. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Apothecary. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Apothecary for the past few years.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1900 gp.