Description: This man wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available he will default to his greatsword, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His silver crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His face is scarred and worn.

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. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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 Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1600 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (170 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. He has violet eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Damien was born with his father's beautiful face. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 3000 gp. Aquamarine (1600 gp). Golden pearl (100 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp). Chrysoberyl (100 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Jet (100 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp).

Description: Standing 3'11", this man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He dropped out of school to support his sick mother, and resented it. After a long history of fighting, Travok and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and doesn't want to be a priest and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'8" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His hair is golden and curly. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his broad blue hat.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Seamstress arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Guardian, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 3000 gp. Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Coral (130 gp). Malachite (4 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Sard (80 gp). Black opal (800 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Azurite (4 gp).