Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a kukri on his belt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. Dimble is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dimble fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. Iolite (80 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He tends to wear a large grey jacket. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has a very tight haircut. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Thoradin was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Sailor. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and revenge

Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Military, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 80 gp. Chrysoprase (70 gp).

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a nunchaku on his belt. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. He is physically well-built. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He hates gnolls. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has been helping groups of widows and orphans who have fled abusive spouses or lost their families to gnolls.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Has a crush. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available he will default to his glaive. 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: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Adrex isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Adrex 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 Adrex. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is content

Ideals: Impeccable, Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.