Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. His rusty crest has been sun bleached extensively. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Srorthen embodies much of what other species detest in the Dragonborns. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Mortician father left him crippled. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Srorthen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He is wearing a long, grey cloak. He has a hunchback. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and wants a kiss

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Lazy. Bonds: Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He tends to wear a large tan jacket. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 61. 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 is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: The child of a Bather, who enjoyed hunting, Travok was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: He wears a pastel armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He carries a battered pickaxe and tarnished shortspear as well. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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 was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Antagonistic. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 7000 sp. 3 Acid flasks.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His gray fur has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Aura's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born in the south. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1400 gp. Hematite (5 gp). Moonstone (30 gp).