Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears his silver crest up. His half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Donaar hails from a village terrorized by drow. At a young age his father died while driving off some drow. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in sickle use. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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 eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Red spinel (160 gp). White pearl (160 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his quarterstaff with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born in the north to a Apothecary, Jak learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He's also a talented Shoemaker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is an amazing painter.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.