Description: A 4'4" eastern man, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Thradal isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Thradal was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Sard (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp).

Description: He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars, and he perpetually has his shield ready. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Tordek was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: He's in love; and he has a crush on the local stylist

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Has a crush, In love. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 240 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. He carries a battered quarterstaff and tarnished hand crossbow as well. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Miller arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Amber (150 gp).

Description: A 6'4" southern man, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He sports a flattop crest cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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 is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. During his travels, Ildrex and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Ildrex discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Ildrex fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 5000 gp. Pink pearl (100 gp). White opal (500 gp). Citrine (60 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Sard (60 gp). Amethyst (100 gp). Brown-green garnet (100 gp). Brown-green garnet (100 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Blue sapphire (500 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Amethyst (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His yellow fur is unkempt and raggedy. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Art was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Roofer. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1000 sp.