Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a grey deerstalker hat and grey clothes. His hair is silver and very short. 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: Eccentric and domineering, Vlorn will drive conversation. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Extrovert, Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scythe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has no crest. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (20 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears just a white suit. He has shaved his head bald. He has blue eyes and a white hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Ralf is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ralf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1 Full Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Banded mail.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When Vlorn reached his early adolescence his Halfling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 30000 cp. Chrysoberyl (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.