Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Aelar was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 south. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: 4'9" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She 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. Her golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Vicky grew up listening to her father's many stories. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is her passion; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3200 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'10" and wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He sports a flattop fur cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. 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, Left-Handed is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His first spouse was a Cook, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Assassin and was forced into it by his family; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a tan shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and is pretty ugly. His hair is black and curly. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Alvyn was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1 Everburning torch. 3 Smokesticks. 1 Thunderstones.

Description: A middle-aged man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and is pretty ugly. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his small violet hat.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He is a Hag in disguise. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a mayor and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Azurite (10 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1400 gp). Azurite (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.