Description: This late middle aged man wears an entirely violet suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes and is in decent physical shape. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Oloric is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bow.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Lapis lazuli (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Gimurt was born with his father's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Family, Criminal record, Attractive. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Smokesticks.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His crest is short and copper. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He got into the Knight business at a young age. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Knight. He became a Knight soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 70 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and he perpetually has his pickaxe ready. His white crest is thinning but still full. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Zedaar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 3000 cp.