Description: The dark-skinned man stands 2'11" and wears a grey tunic with blue highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is obsessed with his god.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears just a green suit. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Thorin 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. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 250 gp. Jet (90 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is dressed in an above average manner. He sports a flattop crest cut. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has wavy brown hair. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. The war was a terrible time for him, and Nalral does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Nalral grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Nalral. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Slave. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born in the south to a Blacksmith, Fallond learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He worked as a nervous Blacksmith and found it very stressful. He's also a talented Tailor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.