Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a simple brown robe with blue stripes complete with hood. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His blonde hair is lengthy. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

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 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: Lorm hails from a village terrorized by goblins. At a young age his mother died while driving off some goblins. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in scythe use. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it; and he wants revenge against goblins

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, In love, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Blue sapphire (1600 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses like a well dressed Baker does. He has styled his blue crest well, parting it to the right. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the south. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

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

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1800 sp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (500 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (50 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He carries a battered bow and tarnished greatsword as well. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nuraval fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Guardian, Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 200 sp. Silver pearl (70 gp).