Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His crest is brass and curly. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Secretive. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 4000 sp. Blue star sapphire (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His golden hair is knotted and matted. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Ivellios was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Butcher and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 4000 gp. Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Pink pearl (130 gp). Red garnet (130 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Jet (130 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has white hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He hates Tieflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Habor grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Map Maker work with an outfit from a few towns over. Map Maker work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is typically in his Fortune-teller uniform. He sports a flattop crest cut. His eyes are gold.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears suspenders and pastel workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bricklayer born in the past three hundred years. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Taklinn hails from a village terrorized by brigands. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 350 gp.