Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has styled his black crest well, parting it to the right. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gold eyes.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

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. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 13000 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and has the majority of his body covered in plate. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Nordak was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Druid, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Druid in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Nordak abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 190 pp. Emerald (400 gp). Golden pearl (100 gp). Emerald (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. 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. His tied-back hair is auburn. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Thamior has worked very hard to control his curse. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Flaws: Greedy, Selfish, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are likewise copper.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Silent took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Barber

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.