Description: 6'6" and muscular, this eastern man wears baggy blue pantaloons and a black scarf. His crest is black, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Valorean embodies much of what other species detest in the Dragonborns. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mercenary but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Valorean lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He usually wears his grey robe and has his hammer always slung over his shoulder, marred by teas. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Butcher born in the past three hundred years. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A freak accident while working with his Knight father left him crippled. He became a Butcher soon after.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears professional attire. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Raer is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Raer grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Raer. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries with him a set of shields on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length red crest. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ildrex does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Ildrex was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ildrex fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 800 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (900 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. 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 quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a club and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 gp. Citrine (20 gp). Obsidian (14 gp). Jet (90 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.