Description: He wears a blue collared shirt and violet pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears his red crest up. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Dazzazn took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 15000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is typically in his Engraver uniform. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a Dilettante, his mother struggled to pay the bills. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He struck the Engraver job and began his own company from there.

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 he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His silver crest has been sun bleached extensively. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Donaar wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the west were limited. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 3'1". He typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. His auburn hair is braided into rings. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is dressed in earthy colors with a green and brown handkerchief worn on his left side. He has no hair. His black eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Roofer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He found a children's book about a Tiefling Monk who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.