Description: This tall, slender man wears a simple pastel robe with violet stripes complete with hood. He has dyed his greying purple hair a little too much giving a sharp purple color. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines white.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Valafar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Valafar reached his early adolescence his Tiefling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 12000 cp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born in the south. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 310 gp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a red armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has styled his blue crest well, parting it to the right. His eyes are gold.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. 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: Dragonborn compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. He has no hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Architect. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Fabien was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Architect responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 80 gp.