Description: He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. After a long history of fighting, Kilvar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: He tends to wear a large yellow jacket. His white crest has been sun bleached extensively. His half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Dadalan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 40 pp.

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 rags and sports a simple walking cane. He wears his green crest down. His ears are large.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. The war was a terrible time for him, and Pandjed 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 mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Pandjed reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn 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 left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 4000 gp. Tourmaline (40 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears long strands of amber and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful, Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scythe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Just what you see.