Description: A moderately attractive man, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Locksmith business.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered blue hat.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive, Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 400 pp. Alexandrite (1400 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp).

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His black crest has been sun bleached extensively. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dragonborn culture. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Carpenter

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

Possessions: 1 Antitoxin.

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 blue crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nadarr fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Server

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Jade (50 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Emerald (1600 gp). Banded agate (16 gp).

Description: 5'9" and muscular, this western man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Valafar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.