Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and carries kukris. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: Fibblestib wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Cleric, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Interpreter arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fibblestib fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has done his best to style his green crest to look like a famous performer. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. His lavender fur is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born to a Mayor, his mother struggled to pay the bills. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Being a Mortician kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly greataxes and pickaxes. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He uses divination through singing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Carter. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and to be a barrister again

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 200 gp.