Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His long white crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a glaive and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Guardian, Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he likes to wear pastel tank tops with black pants. His rusty crest is unkempt and raggedy. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 75. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears bulky tan painted plate armor. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Emotional, Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Simple lock.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears bulky red painted plate armor. His blue crest is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Dadalan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 40000 cp.