Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'8". She wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and her gloved hand is found clutching a shield. Her gold crest is matted, messy, and big. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She works hard and plays hard.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Secretive, Hedonist. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: She dresses like a well dressed Glassblower does. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. Her brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.

History: Fistula was born with her father's beautiful face. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the south; and to be a roofer again

Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears professional attire. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her silver crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Harann is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was raised in a plains tribe. She always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She bought a scythe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is her passion; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1700 gp. Gold music box (3000 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His copper crest is lengthy. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ildrex grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His childhood dream was to be a Animal Trainer, but he was a colossal failure. He has worked as a Spice Merchant like his mother before him.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Good lock.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born to a Bounty Hunter, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Dyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He struck the Dyer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1900 gp. Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp).

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Thamior alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Bonds: Enemies, Attractive, Military, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1100 sp.