Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He has styled his silver crest well, parting it to the left. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Healer who has hired him part-time. A true patriot, Direcris would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Direcris lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and sabotage a competitor

Bonds: Has a crush, Military, Family, Job, Slave. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is wearing a long, blue cloak. He has moderate length red crest. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Doctor for hire.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Job, Religious, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Holy water. 3 Antitoxin. 4 Smokesticks. 2 Thunderstones.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. His childhood dream was to be a Butcher, but he was a colossal failure. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and further expansion of business

Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. He is physically well-built. His green crest is unkempt and raggedy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Maagog was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Architect. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is content

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His half smiles and white eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Sammal was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently the stress of being a Armorer has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Flaws: Terse, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Jet (130 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Red garnet (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.