Description: He tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He carries with him a set of scimitars on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. 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: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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 searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 2000 gp. Onyx (60 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Red garnet (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, and he perpetually has his rapier ready. His fur is white and curly. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Crown-heir work with an outfit from a few towns over. Crown-heir work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Flask fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To be a Sculptor again.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. Tourmaline (160 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). 4 Antitoxin. 4 Antitoxin. 3 Smokesticks. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He very much looks the part of a Masseuse. His fur, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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 in the east to a Masseuse, Smoking learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Masseuse.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Masseuse responsibilities is difficult; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 300 gp. Alexandrite (900 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and tan handkerchief worn on his left side. His blonde hair is lengthy. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Azdûsh fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 10 pp.