Description: This tall, slender man wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His gray fur is matted, messy, and big. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are yellow.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Sardonyx (20 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Blue star sapphire (700 gp). Amethyst (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'1" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his warhammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He keeps his long black fur kept up in a rat tail. He has a tattooed 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 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: Windy 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. 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 now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears dull blue sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sword, just in case. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He got into the Doctor business at a young age. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and revenge

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man tends to wear a large red jacket and is in decent physical shape. His bronze crest is thinning but still full. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. 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: Valorean was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warrior, 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 Warrior in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Passionate, Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing a long, pastel cloak. His crest is white and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Rivaan has worked very hard to control his curse. 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 to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Uses sign language

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