Description: A plain young-adult man, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He carries with him a set of swords on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He has moderate length gold crest. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Heskan will drive conversation. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This younger middle-aged man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He got into the Armorer business at a young age. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Armorer for hire.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Armorer responsibilities is difficult; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Beiro wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... 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: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 50 gp. 6 Acid flasks.