Description: A 3'4" southern man, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born into a rich family. Sapply was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Sapply decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull grey iron scale mail. His blue crest is greasy and uncared for. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady red eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Gifted from a young age, Donaar studied abroad. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the east were limited. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 60000 cp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (130 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He sports a flattop crest cut. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Fax is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fax does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the east were limited. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This dark-skinned male does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Lorm hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 Guard. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he's in love

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 500 gp.