Description: An older man who wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is golden and very short. His ears are large.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He found a children's book about a Halfling Bard who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Smoky quartz (60 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Peridot (60 gp). White opal (800 gp). Jet (150 gp). Citrine (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His cinnamon fur is braided into rings. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Gifted from a young age, Smoking studied abroad. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 350 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is short and white. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. The war was a terrible time for him, and Damakos does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Secretive, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2400 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His scarlet crest is unkempt and raggedy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Greethen grew up listening to his father's many stories. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is typically in his Scribe uniform, and carries tridents. His purple hair, when down, is lengthy. His red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Sammal 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. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Sammal was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Scribe work with an outfit from a few towns over. Scribe work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to be a fisher again

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 700 gp.