Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His orange fur is singed and shortened. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Jade was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Terse. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His long silver crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are gold and catlike.

Personality: He hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. 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: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Mehen took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mehen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. His brown hair is braided into rings. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 26000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Efferil was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Mason. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp.