Description: He is lean but muscular and wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. His bronze crest is unkempt and raggedy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. Dadalan was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Barber. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 150 pp. Deep green spinel (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has styled his bronze crest well, parting it to the left. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Beggar work with an outfit from a few towns over. Beggar work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He struck the Beggar job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 100 pp. Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Obsidian (11 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Jet (140 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He uses divination through singing.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Through the years after Anverth was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Anverth's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Anverth and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has purple hair. He has gleaming, smiling black eyes.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Iados was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.