Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. His crest is short and black. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Ildrex was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Priest. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. When Morgran reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Terse, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 900 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (40 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2900 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He carries a battered longbow and tarnished club as well. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 700 gp. White opal (1000 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he very much looks the part of a Stylist. He wears a colorful flower in his blue crest. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Architect profession.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. 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 leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Stylist responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 5000 sp.