Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a green cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He sports a flattop crest cut. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Slave, Guardian, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 6'3" and wears professional attire. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His crest is rusty and very short. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 160 gp. Amethyst (140 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

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 ponchos typically of a light pastel in addition to tight pants. He has no hair. His black eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker pastel hat.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Fenriz was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Marshal. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Jade (80 gp). Blue star sapphire (1200 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Pink pearl (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a grey shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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 constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He got into the Locksmith business at a young age. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He became a Locksmith soon after.

Motivation: He is content; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Persistence, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Eye agate (15 gp).

Description: This man is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

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. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Artistic, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.