Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with tan slacks. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 230 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. 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; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a simple white robe with grey stripes complete with hood. He keeps his lavender fur in a flapper bob. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Dagger hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 7000 gp. Black opal (1500 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His brown fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are yellow.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. The war was a terrible time for him, and Art does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Art reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi father 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Impulsive, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

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 bulky grey painted plate armor. He has no crest. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: Valorean 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 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 to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the west were limited. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 300 gp.