Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright tan and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has shaved his head bald. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Through the years after Burto was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Burto's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 24000 sp. Banded agate (11 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a crossbow on his belt. He has moderate length rusty crest. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is an amazing painter.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dragonborns in Kaladan's homeland. Kaladan decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 140 pp. Blue quartz (16 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). White pearl (110 gp). Brown-green garnet (110 gp). Amber (110 gp).

Description: He wears a simple grey robe with brown stripes complete with hood. He is physically well-built. His crest is green and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. Tarhun 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. Tarhun decided he wanted neither the life of his father 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: 6'6" and muscular, this northern man wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a whip on his belt. His crest is scarlet, silky, and of moderate length. 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 quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Zedaar was born with his mother's beautiful face. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Bricklayer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is long and brown with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his feathered white hat.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp.