Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He prefers to wear red clothing when he does not wear armor. His rusty crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His eyes are red and beady.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Donaar isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Donaar was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Junk Dealer. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, and carries tridents. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ahvain does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahvain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 160 pp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He keeps his brown fur in a pixie cut. His skin is flawless and his copper eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He takes great joy in being the best Jeweler in town.

History: Spring was born the youngest of three triplets. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Jeweler.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a fancy violet suit. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and money/treasure

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His red crest is matted, messy, and big. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 23. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Rose (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.