Description: A 6'2" northern man, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His rusty crest, when down, is lengthy. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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 plays an instrument quite well.

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 moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He has worked as a Glassblower like his father before him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is white and curly. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. Anthony enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born in the north to a Bookbinder, Anthony learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He's also a talented Scribe, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Bookbinder responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Wymar was born the youngest of three triplets. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Wymar has worked very hard to control his curse. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Apothecary and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Passionate, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 40 pp.

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 long black crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Doctor. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and balancing his hectic life and new doctor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Emotional, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A 5'1" eastern man, he wears a pastel collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Theodoric took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 200 gp. Coral (90 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.