Description: He is lean but muscular and prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. His crest is red and curly. He has red eyes and a brown hat with a red feather.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dragonborn culture. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 15000 sp. Emerald (400 gp). Jet (40 gp). Azurite (6 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Golden pearl (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a yellow wide-brimmed hat and yellow clothes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'6" when asserting himself. His orange fur is long and unkept. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Lone was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He wears bulky grey painted plate armor. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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 betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish, Mundane, Insane, Fearful. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His rusty crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Shamash was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. After coming to the age of reason, Shamash took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.

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 wears violet trousers with grey and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: Beloril is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born to a Soapmaker, his father struggled to pay the bills. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Beloril alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and revenge

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 5000 cp.