Description: This malnourished man wears a pastel armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by a spirit.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 Human in existence. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

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.

Ideals: Justice, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: In love, Criminal record. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Carpenter business.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence, Fighting. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 4000 cp. 2 Smokesticks.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His blue crest is heavily combed to the left. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Maagog isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Maagog took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 32000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull grey iron scale mail. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Stylist. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Revenge; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp. Aquamarine (1100 gp). 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.