Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He usually wears his pastel robe and has his hand crossbow always slung over his shoulder. His silver crest, when down, is lengthy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. A true patriot, Salasar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born to a Merchant, his father struggled to pay the bills. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He became a Roofer soon after.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and many drow want him driven away

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military, Poor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 30000 sp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He likes to wear pastel tank tops with grey pants. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the west were limited. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 26000 cp. Hematite (7 gp). Fire opal (800 gp).

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 lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His crest is rusty and curly. His eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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 Shipwright. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears just a green suit. His black fur is long and unkept. His copper eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is short and black. His half smiles and black eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. A friendly and beautiful Tiefling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Zepar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.