Description: This man wears a violet vest and prefers brown and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He sports a flattop crest cut. 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 is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fortune-teller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and dragonborn compassion

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Racist, Secretive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears long strands of opal and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries with him a set of halberds on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His black hair is braided into rings. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Curran 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 Curran. After months of barely getting by, Curran managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Engraver for hire.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Job. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has hazel eyes and a tan hat with a violet feather.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. 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 Tanner. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Tailor again; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a red shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and green pants. He keeps his white crest in a flapper bob. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dragonborn culture. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Addict, Insane. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 4000 sp. Hematite (7 gp). Coral (50 gp). Onyx (80 gp).