Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. He has no crest. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When Maagog reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 800 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1800 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his club, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His brown fur is thinning but still full. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears bulky black painted plate armor. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Banker profession.

History: He was born in the south. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has achieved small success as a Server.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 200 gp. Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Amber (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by vampirism.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Glassblower responsibilities is difficult; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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 northern family. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is greedy

Flaws: Insane, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 600 sp.