Description: He sports pastel clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and he perpetually has his pickaxe ready. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His first spouse was a Bather, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. 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. Beiro 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 an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Artistic. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 16000 cp.

Description: A 6'3" eastern man, he wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Cynical, PTSD. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Alexandrite (1500 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Jet (80 gp).

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat, and carries halberds. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Engraver but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Rhogar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1300 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants, marred by sweets. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Apothecary arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 200 gp.