Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. He has brown eyes.

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. 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, Gorgûm is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. A freak accident while working with his Unemployed father left him crippled. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1300 gp. Freshwater pearl (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears red painted combat armor at almost all times. He keeps his scarlet crest in a pixie cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

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. 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 was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful, Insane. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1000 gp. Emerald (1200 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp).

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a glaive on his belt. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His crest is short and scarlet. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Rivaan was born with his mother's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rivaan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Cook

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is typically in his Server uniform, marred by sweets. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is a Server first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. 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 illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His parents were killed by illithids in a raid when he was still a young child. The illithids captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Thamior was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, In love, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 5000 gp. Carved bone or ivory statuette (10 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (60 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (60 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1300 gp). Jeweled gold crown (8000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (10 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (60 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (700 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears just a green suit. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: The child of a Herbalist, who enjoyed hunting, Kyle was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Tanglefoot bags. 7 Acid flasks. 4 Alchemist’s fire. 4 Thunderstones.