Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a falchion on his belt. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears an eyepatch.

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. 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, Modean 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. 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Modean fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Standing 5'8", this man wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 21000 cp. Rock crystal (80 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Coral (80 gp). 4 Antitoxin. 4 Thunderstones. 1 Alchemist’s fire. 4 Holy water.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'3". He dresses like a well dressed Barkeep does. His crest is scarlet and very short. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gold eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Barkeep business.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the south were limited. He tends to his Barkeep job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business

Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is typically in his Weaver uniform. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Weaver for hire.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a dilettante again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Barrister born in the past three hundred years. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. A gifted student he started as a Butcher, but he got bored and became a Barrister. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and money/treasure

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies, Nature, Rich, Debt. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 700 gp.