Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He carries a battered glaive and tarnished sword as well. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His ears are large.

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. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When Ivellios reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ivellios fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Poor, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 500 gp. Star rose quartz (80 gp). White opal (1400 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This eastern man is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, white shirt, and tan tie. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has wavy white hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Map Maker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 5000 sp. White pearl (80 gp).

Description: He wears a simple tan robe with grey stripes complete with hood. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Thomas was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Aristocrat, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Aristocrat in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His childhood dream was to be a Carter, but he was a colossal failure. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Carter they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Bookbinder, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Poor, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His brass crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Salasar lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. After a long history of fighting, Salasar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.