Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. His crest, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 150 pp. Jet (60 gp). Jade (60 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp).

Description: He wears just a white suit. He carries with him a set of warhammers on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His silver crest is heavily combed to the right. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Mugrunden grew up listening to his father's many stories. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a sickle on his belt, and carries sickles. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting giants, the young Dreali began to lead the lost caravan. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Dreali was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Emotional, Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Thunderstones. 1 Thunderstones. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'8" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length cinnamon fur. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Junk Dealer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is content; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Just what you see.