Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. At a young age his father died while driving off some dire rats. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in hand crossbow use. 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: He is greedy; and he wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Fortune-teller business.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Fortune-teller and was forced into it by his family; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a halberd, but if one is not available he will default to his flail. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 Dwarf in existence. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: He wears a red costume with the symbols of magic on his torso, and carries whips. His beige fur is thinning but still full. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed red hat.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Drifting was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

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

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time and is in decent physical shape. His crest, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He is baby faced.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Ildrex was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. 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. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2 Smokesticks.