Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He wears a colorful flower in his gold crest. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. During his travels, Norkruuth and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Norkruuth discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Norkruuth fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 240 pp.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his rapier, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is baby faced.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Mundane, Insane. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 300 gp. Zircon (30 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Eye agate (16 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and prefers to wear red pants and tee shirts. He wears his rusty crest up. He has red eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Kaladan 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 Kaladan. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: He wears a simple blue robe with black stripes complete with hood. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: Muggrish was raised in a hard working conservative environment. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Engraver.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 500 gp. Rhodochrosite (11 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Jabbie alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Jabbie was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Gnomish artifacts is his passion; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 700 gp. Onyx (50 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Black star sapphire (800 gp). Rose (50 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp). Amber (90 gp).