Description: He is a husky man, who wears a tan wide-brimmed hat and tan clothes. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 32000 sp.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull blue iron scale mail. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Oloric was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 pp. Gold music box (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

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 a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Tarhun took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 70 gp. Jade (60 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has no 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: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Pallabar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and balancing his hectic life and new doctor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Pacifist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 40 pp.