Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available he will default to his greatsword. He wears his auburn hair up. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he wants revenge against gnolls

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. He carries with him a set of daggers, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is white and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. A friendly and beautiful Gnome, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. After a long history of fighting, Glim and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly swords and hand crossbows. His hair is silver and curly. His silver eyes peer out from beneath his feathered black hat.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Sage. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: To be a Marshal again; and balancing his hectic life and new sage responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He prefers to wear flannel. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 200 gp. Blue sapphire (700 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He keeps his rusty crest in a pixie cut. He has gold eyes and a blue hat with a grey feather.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Valorean isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Valorean was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 200 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp).