Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He keeps his bronze crest in a flapper bob. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Baradad isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Baradad 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 Baradad. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and 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

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 900 gp. Jet (120 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and violet handkerchief worn on his left side. He has wavy silver hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Ishmoz took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is dressed in earthy colors with a green and blue handkerchief worn on his right side. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a tan shirt with thin white vertical stripes and grey pants. He carries a battered whip and tarnished longbow as well. He wears his blonde hair down. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a violet vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his violet boots flare out at the collars. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

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 is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Cressel 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. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 900 gp. Malachite (9 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Jasper (40 gp).