Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His rusty crest is singed and shortened. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and dragonborn compassion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Impulsive, Antagonistic. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Disguise kit.

Description: He wears a brown vest and prefers grey and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly swords and kukris. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Travok was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Travok was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Glassblower. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 22000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). 5 Acid flasks. 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He wears his white hair up. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Az-Rans does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Flaws: Selfish, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 130 gp. Golden pearl (80 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His hair is cut close to his head. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.

History: He was born in the north. Aramil was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Spy. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 600 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his right hand. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Actor arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He worked as a nervous Actor and found it very stressful. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Moonstone (20 gp).