Description: He has a missing right leg. He is wearing a long, yellow, dusty cloak. He has styled his brass crest well, parting it to the right. He has red eyes and a yellow hat with a black feather.

Personality: Valorean hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Valorean was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. 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. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Valorean never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, In love. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: He is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. He carries a battered scimitar and tarnished longsword as well. He wears his brown hair up. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: This man wears a worn and beaten armor. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears his auburn hair up. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. Morkral was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Morkral decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.