Description: 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 He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears his bronze crest down. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Azzakh is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mason arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Through the years after Azzakh was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Azzakh's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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: Money/treasure; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a nunchaku on his belt. He wears his bronze crest up. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Secretive, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 280 gp. Blue quartz (15 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). Pink pearl (50 gp). 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. 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 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. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He wears his red hair up. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. A true patriot, Ashgarn would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 8 years.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He enjoys reading and quiet.

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. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Dilettante; and a strong sense of loyalty to half-orc people

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 200 gp.