Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing a long, blue cloak. His rusty crest is matted, messy, and big. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Kiirith isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: The child of a Carter, who enjoyed hunting, Kiirith was taken on many hunting expeditions. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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 doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. After a long history of fighting, Randal and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Carter; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. His black hair is lengthy. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

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. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a sai and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man is very fat, and is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His white hair is cut short. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. 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, Odorr is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bastard sword.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Persistence, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 2000 sp.