Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scimitar, just in case. He has no hair. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Shepherd father left him crippled. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Barkeep and was forced into it by his family; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. His crest is brass and curly. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a mite stocky and dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His crest is cut close to his head. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Dilettante arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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 unsatisfied with his job; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears dull black sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed nunchaku, just in case. He wears his silver hair up. His eyes are silver.

Personality: Pelaios is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. 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, Pelaios is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His first spouse was a Bricklayer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A 5'6" western man, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep silver.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Mantus was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tiefling companion (his 'brother'). He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his feathered grey hat.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with green slacks, and is pretty ugly. His hair is brown and curly. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His first spouse was a Layabout, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 200 sp. Amethyst (120 gp).

Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. 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, marred by beers. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She is obsessed with her god.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Egelina took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greataxe and armor she uses now. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

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

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 110 gp. Silver pearl (50 gp).

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull red iron scale mail. She keeps her long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. Her amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Irann enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: She is a Slaad in disguise. In her youth she was a Guard, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger sister on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. 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: She has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 300 sp. Aquamarine (300 gp). 1 Banded mail.