Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'7" and wears just a blue suit. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Theriatis was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His tied-back hair is blonde. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. Berrian took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He is wearing a long, white cloak. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His red crest is thinning but still full. This red eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dragonborn culture. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Racist, Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He is an epitome of beauty. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Cook hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp).

Description: He stands about 6'7" and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His brass crest is still thick. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Mreksh was born the youngest of three triplets. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1 Climber’s kit.