Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: Richard is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Born in the east to a Sailor, Richard learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Sailor. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Architect again; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 800 gp. Amber (60 gp). Eye agate (4 gp).

Description: This malnourished man typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor. He has no hair. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Oblar will drive conversation. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Oblar took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'8" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a black scarf. His scarlet crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady red eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. A true patriot, Norkruuth would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Norkruuth was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. He keeps his black crest in a flapper bob. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the west were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. His yellow fur is smooth and relatively long. 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 resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Quick took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.