Description: This man stands a little under 3'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a yellow cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: The child of a Shipwright, who enjoyed hunting, Anverth was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: This man wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his glaive. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When Dalgal reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: He wears a green coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His blue crest is still thick. 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 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 invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Salasar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Slave Trader for the past few years.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 9000 sp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 5'10" western man, he tends to wear a large brown jacket. He has a very tight haircut. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Galinndan was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Adventurer. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Optimist. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 400 pp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (10 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1400 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars, he is not a threatening figure. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Vanuath hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: To be a Ruler again.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 200 gp.