Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. Her crest is white and curly. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Mijira was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She found a children's book about a Dragonborn Fighter who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 30000 cp. Malachite (10 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1300 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She has all her life been fascinated with painting.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. Aelar was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Merchant. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: He is greedy; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears just a tan suit. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His green eyes peer out from beneath his small tan hat.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Artistic, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears long strands of aquamarine and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His cinnamon fur is lengthy. His eyes are a pleasant yellow.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in the north to a Shepherd, Tree learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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 ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Shepherd for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new shepherd responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 600 gp. Moss agate (16 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Jade (140 gp).