Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. During his travels, Ûshbaka and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Ûshbaka discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Ûshbaka fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He carries with him a set of greatswords on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His copper crest is lengthy. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 100 sp. Obsidian (14 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a fancy grey suit. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This man wears skinny pants and wears a black and red robe with the hood down. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has moderate length black fur. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Brewer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Persistence, Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 6000 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (50 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2200 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.