Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a white collared shirt and blue pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Born in the west to a Cartwright, Shágflak learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Bricklayer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Cartwright, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to be a bricklayer again

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Job, Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes., and carries swords. He has wavy black hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born into a rich family. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He is wearing a long, yellow cloak, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Vanuath was born the youngest of three triplets. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 3 Thunderstones.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His crest is cut close to his head. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Fax isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of goblins once and for all.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Locksmith. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1100 pp. Jeweled electrum ring (8000 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (30 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (100 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). Silver ewer (30 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (30 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears professional attire. He is an epitome of beauty. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. The war was a terrible time for him, and Adran does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Doctor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 5000 sp.