Description: He stands about 6'1" and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His crest is rusty and very short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. 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: Donaar 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Cartwright hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Donaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Poor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has brown hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Painter

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 4000 sp. Bloodstone (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a brown collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a red scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His copper crest is still thick. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. 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: Doesn't want to be a Cartwright and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 2500 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His purple hair is heavily combed to the left. His white eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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 is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1600 gp. Coral (160 gp). Citrine (40 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears long strands of sapphire and short pastel dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Paelias was born with his mother's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is greedy

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 47000 sp.