Description: He stands about 5'3" and sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born into a rich family. After coming to the age of reason, Holg took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1600 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (50 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1700 gp). Old masterpiece painting (400 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and likes to wear grey tank tops with tan pants. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His parents enrolled him in a Commoner school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He bought a whip and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 250 gp. Eye agate (13 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp).

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He usually wears his white robe and has his axe always slung over his shoulder. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Aelar was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has done his best to style his copper crest to look like a famous performer. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Quarethon was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 150 gp. Smoky quartz (80 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears an entirely grey suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His hair is cut close to his head. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mayor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is content; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.