Description: This man is very fat, and wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. He has styled his red crest well, parting it to the left. 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 hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Racist. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 70 gp. Aquamarine (500 gp).

Description: He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'10" when asserting himself. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: The child of a Soapmaker, who enjoyed hunting, Bruz was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Joker, Extrovert. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100000 cp. Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Black opal (1300 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He carries with him a set of longswords, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Sage. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Aelar liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and balancing his hectic life and new sage responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Emerald (600 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Erias took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears a red shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and white pants. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.