Description: He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Pijjirik wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warrior, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... 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, Pijjirik is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (90 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Animal Trainer born in the past three hundred years. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Oppleby reached his early adolescence his Gnome 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. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it.

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Standing 3'2", this man wears a yellow shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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 he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 10000 cp.

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. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.