Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 39. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born in a small island village. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Dazzazn never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Nature, In love. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 40000 cp. Black opal (1300 gp). Malachite (6 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Crown-heir. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

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. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). 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: Wants to raise his children well; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 500 gp. Rose (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Deep green spinel (50 gp). Malachite (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears long strands of amethyst and short violet dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has black hair. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Arannis embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Elves. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Arannis reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Scribe they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Miner, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family, Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 600 pp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (70 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (20 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: 5'11" and muscular, this western man wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are a pleasant white.

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 Tiefling in existence. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Fenriz is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Fenriz was born the youngest of three triplets. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 11000 sp. Jet (40 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). White pearl (40 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has moderate length golden hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Nalral was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Spy

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 30 pp.