Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. His gray fur is thinning but still full. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Three was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Fletcher they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Barber, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Family, Military. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a violet vest and prefers brown and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has styled his brass crest well, parting it to the left. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Kriv isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1000 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (800 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (40 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1400 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (800 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (800 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A 6'5" southern man, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has scarlet crest. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. 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: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the south were limited. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 600 sp. Iolite (50 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Traubon grew up listening to his mother's many stories. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Bullseye lantern.