Description: He wears a fancy brown suit. He carries a battered axe and tarnished shield as well. His silver hair is cut short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Anselm's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Anselm fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 500 sp. Alexandrite (500 gp).

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He likes to wear grey tank tops with brown pants. His auburn hair is still thick. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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 son.

History: Kilvar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. 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 Assassin. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Assassin and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Family, Poor, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 900 sp. 3 Holy water.

Description: This slender man stands about 2'10". He is dressed in an above average manner. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 100 pp. Jasper (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Pink pearl (150 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He keeps his black crest in a pixie cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Rhogar embodies much of what other species detest in the Dragonborns. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born in the east. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

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

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents enrolled him in a Warrior school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Passionate, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 300 sp.