Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He carries with him a set of kukris on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He sports a flattop crest cut. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. 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, Kriv is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Crown-heir hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 500 gp. Chalcedony (40 gp). Malachite (10 gp).

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His long rusty crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Hirrathak isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He is a great chef.

History: Gifted from a young age, Hirrathak studied abroad. 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 was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1 Breastplate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, and is pretty ugly. His copper crest is lengthy. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Brewer. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a sailor again

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His rusty crest is thinning but still full. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Gifted from a young age, Pijjirik studied abroad. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: To be a Junk Dealer again; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 500 gp. Alexandrite (1300 gp). Rich purple corundum (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down, marred by beers. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the west were limited. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 600 gp.