Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. 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: Nadarr was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Cleric, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Carnelian (70 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp).

Description: Standing 5'8", this man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Human compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Pacifist, Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Detective

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1100 gp. Coral (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a pastel shirt with thin red vertical stripes and green pants. His black hair is singed and shortened. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed pastel hat.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Gnomish culture. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: The child of a Mercenary, who enjoyed hunting, Pallabar was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has achieved small success as a Dyer.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and gnomish compassion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a greatsword on his belt. He wears his lavender fur up. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Windy fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 350 gp.