Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears dull white sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed halberd, just in case. His copper crest is lengthy. His ears are large.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and carries spears. His rusty crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His red eyes peer out from beneath his top white hat.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born in the south. 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Cartwright they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Interpreter, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He's in love; and he has a crush on the local cartwright

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1400 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Jet (110 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has blue hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He uses divination through singing.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Xappan took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Barber responsibilities is difficult; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Ralf was born the youngest of three triplets. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and money/treasure

Flaws: Racist, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has wavy green crest. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Kerkad abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 60 pp.