Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep red leather and dull violet iron scale mail. His rusty crest is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Adrex has worked very hard to control his curse. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is wearing a long, brown cloak. His hair is white and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Nalral took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 400 gp. 8 Acid flasks.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his white crest down. His eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Valorean embodies much of what other species detest in the Dragonborns. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with pastel lining and desert motifs. His head has been shaved. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. 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: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 320 gp. 1 Half-Plate.