Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. He wears his golden hair up. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed brown hat.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Morkral was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to be a tailor again

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Depressed, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears tattered old clothes. His hair is short and silver. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His green crest has been sun bleached extensively. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Patrin was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. His red hair is long and unkept. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 4000 cp.