Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is portly but not overly obese. His chestnut hair is cut short. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He tends to his Blacksmith job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His fur is red and curly. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She stands about 6'8" and wears dull black sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. Her right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. She keeps her rusty crest in a pixie cut. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She was born in a small plains village. Ostracized due to the divine powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hillanot fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her blue crest is heavily combed to the left. Her eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Savaran isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Savaran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a black vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her black boots flare out at the collars. Her crest is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her eyes are likewise red. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: She got into the Glassblower business at a young age. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Glassblower work with an outfit from a few towns over. Glassblower work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Expand her business.

Ideals: Opinionated, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: This younger middle-aged man typically wears red cloth garments or leather armor, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His black hair is long and unkept. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Watson hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Marshal profession.

History: Watson was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Shipwright. He's also a talented Marshal, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 310 gp. 1 Crowbar.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears dull white sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed crossbow, just in case. His red hair is lengthy. His ears are large.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Ruler arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He became a Ruler soon after.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His hair is dark red and curly. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. After coming to the age of reason, Merihim took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He receives visions of the future at random moments

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. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 north. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 7000 cp.