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 wears a small hat to cover his moderate length copper crest. This red eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 pp. Hematite (5 gp). Moss agate (5 gp).

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, and carries longswords. His fur is yellow and curly. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Smoking reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi 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 forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Military, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 22000 sp. Obsidian (12 gp). White opal (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a fancy black suit. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born in the south to a Masseuse, Caeldrim learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Masseuse work with an outfit from a few towns over. Masseuse work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair is short and brown. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Erevan lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 2000 cp.