Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has dyed his greying silver crest a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dadalan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Dadalan grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Dadalan. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dadalan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 9000 sp. Aquamarine (600 gp). Blue star sapphire (1500 gp). Blue sapphire (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

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. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ruler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" 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 dyed his greying purple hair a little too much giving a sharp purple color. His red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born in the north to a Bookbinder, Qemuel learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tiefling conditions. 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: Sabotage a competitor; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Violet garnet (1500 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears professional attire. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his black hair up. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Cockaby isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp.