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 suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Vrondiss was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a green wide-brimmed hat and green clothes. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the east. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Human compassion; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 130 gp. 3 Holy water.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His orange fur is thinning but still full. His yellow eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fragrant does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Fragrant was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When Fragrant reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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. Fragrant fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1100 pp. Malachite (16 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Azurite (16 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). White opal (1200 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Iolite (30 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He usually wears his green robe and has his warhammer always slung over his shoulder. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his warhammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are green.

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 does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Osco grew up listening to his father's many stories. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Dilettante and was forced into it by his family; and he's looking for his big break

Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies, Rich, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker grey hat.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born in a small desert village. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 500 sp.