Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His silver hair is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. When Travok reached his early adolescence his Dwarf 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. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: She wears dark leathers with embroidery. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her blonde hair is lengthy. Her violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Apothecary born in the past three hundred years. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She became a Apothecary soon after.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is her passion; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears a robe, a symbol of magic around her neck, and a shield on her belt. Her broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Blendaeth isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her father. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dragonborns in Blendaeth's homeland. Blendaeth decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Blendaeth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he dresses well, wearing pastel shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His black fur is braided into rings. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Cloak was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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: He is content.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 6000 gp. Moss agate (14 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He typically wears pastel cloth garments or leather armor. He keeps his yellow fur in a pixie cut. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 300 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His hair is auburn and very short. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a seamstress again

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: In love, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp.