Description: He wears professional attire. His long silver crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Vrondiss was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, 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 Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Bloodstone (30 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Moss agate (16 gp).

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of morningstars, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His scarlet crest has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are red.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dragonborn culture. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Marshal hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trynnicus fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people; and dragonborn compassion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Zircon (20 gp). Sard (20 gp). Sard (20 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Silver pearl (60 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and usually wears his green robe and has his lance always slung over his shoulder. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. He is baby faced.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Chem liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1200 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (150 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Roofer. His black hair is thinning but still full. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born to a Mayor, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Qualen has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Guardian, Poor, Debt. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.