Description: This late middle aged man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it and is in decent physical shape. He wears his blue crest up. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Justice, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. He carries a battered dagger and tarnished shortbow as well. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Cimer took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Red-brown spinel (150 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Blue sapphire (400 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Silver pearl (150 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A 3'7" western man, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Zaffrab was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His head has been shaved. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Warryn was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Dyer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Warryn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and doesn't want to be a knight and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: In love, Family. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 4000 cp. Obsidian (7 gp). 3 Thunderstones. 2 Acid flasks. 3 Smokesticks.