Description: He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. His cinnamon fur, when down, is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Crown-heir. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Quick lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Crown-heir soon after.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and regain custody of his daughter

Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Family, Religious. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 6000 cp. Tourmaline (160 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Blue sapphire (600 gp).

Description: He has a missing left leg. He prefers to wear red clothing when he does not wear armor. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the left. His ears are large.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 220 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His white crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1800 gp. Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Jade (90 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His black hair is lengthy. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Tailor. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Azgrom is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Tailor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Tailor responsibilities is difficult; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.