Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fallond does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Adventurer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Fallond reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 140 gp. Onyx (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a Weaver first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He is a Lamia in disguise. His parents enrolled him in a Bard school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. 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. Gilthur fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 3'3". He prefers to wear yellow clothing when he does not wear armor. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Fibblestib was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Military, Guardian. Occupation: Server

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 6000 sp. Chalcedony (40 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears his scarlet crest up. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 35. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp. Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp).