Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a violet shirt with thin black vertical stripes and tan pants, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Dworic was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Dworic abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: In love, Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has done his best to style his scarlet crest to look like a famous performer. He has red eyes.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. The war was a terrible time for him, and Quarethon does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He found a children's book about a Dragonborn Bard who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears long strands of opal and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He keeps his brass crest in a pixie cut. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

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 invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born in a small island village. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Donaar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, In love, Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a white coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. His copper crest is knotted and matted. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Dadalan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Military, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 7000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (70 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1500 gp).

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: The child of a Masseuse, who enjoyed hunting, Fulbar was taken on many hunting expeditions. Fulbar 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Masseuse they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Soapmaker, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 230 pp. Jeweled electrum ring (4000 gp).