Description: He wears an entirely green suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. He wears a colorful flower in his brass crest. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the south were limited. He's also a talented Mercenary, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Mercenary again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His bronze crest is greasy and uncared for. He has red eyes and a brown hat with a blue feather.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Azzakh isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (130 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (40 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Názkûga was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Mundane, Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 150 gp. 3 Antitoxin.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a longbow on his belt and is in decent physical shape. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.