Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his bow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His silver hair is singed and shortened. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered black stockings, and is pretty ugly. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

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 was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Server responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 800 sp. Amber (120 gp).

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Miner does, and carries flails. He wears his blue crest up. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He worked as a nervous Miner and found it very stressful. He has achieved small success as a Miner.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His red crest is thinning but still full. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 800 gp. Onyx (70 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Iolite (70 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he likes to wear yellow tank tops with brown pants. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Gilthur has worked very hard to control his curse. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Half-Plate.