Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears a colorful flower in his scarlet crest. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his red eyes.

Personality: He hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He works hard and plays hard.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized 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 left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people

Flaws: Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a black tunic with yellow highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wiggan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, In love. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 200 gp. A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (40 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. His gold crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Zedaar was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Zedaar decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He keeps his yellow fur in a pixie cut. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. After coming to the age of reason, Jade took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He has no fur. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He's in love.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.