Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His crest, while still mostly brass, has prominent grey streaks. This gold eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Norkruuth was raised in a hard working conservative environment. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 4000 gp. Azurite (7 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Sard (20 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Brown-green garnet (70 gp). Blue star sapphire (1000 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Amber (70 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Blue-white diamond (5000 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He prefers to wear flannel. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. 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, Roland is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a whip and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Amethyst (90 gp). Jade (90 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'5" and muscular, this western man very much looks the part of a Weaver. He has wavy white hair. 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 does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Bernard was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. 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: Sabotage a competitor; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. He carries a battered ceremonial dagger and tarnished bow as well. His hair is short and auburn. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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 is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Professionalism. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His tied-back hair is black. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Qualen took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 17000 cp. Jet (130 gp). White pearl (130 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp).