Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and is pretty ugly. His bronze crest is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Srorthen was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the west were limited. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He very much looks the part of a Baker. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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 taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Job, Guardian, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mortician. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tiefling in existence. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears skinny pants and wears a yellow and tan robe with the hood down. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He found a children's book about a Gnome Paladin who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Server

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 gp. White pearl (130 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is dressed in a clean green cloak covering his clean studded leather. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. 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 loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

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 Ozyman reached his early adolescence his Halfling 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: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 400 gp.