Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He wears a colorful flower in his blue crest. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Donaar was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Donaar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He bought a scimitar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and brown handkerchief worn on his left side. His green crest has been sun bleached extensively. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a Blacksmith first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Nykkan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Blacksmith.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears just a black suit. His hair is chestnut and very short. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. 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 is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He uses divination through singing.

History: Thradal was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He struck the Merchant job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Merchant responsibilities is difficult; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.