Description: 6'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He wears his golden hair up. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Lance isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He is a Chromatic Dragon in disguise. When Lance reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Barrister they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Glassblower, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Glassblower and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military, Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a Apothecary, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Dyer. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Dyer for hire.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and regain custody of his daughter

Flaws: Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 600 gp. Black pearl (1100 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is dressed in earthy colors with a yellow and black handkerchief worn on his right side. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Trym was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Trym decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A 5'11" southern man, he wears a brown shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. He is baby faced.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

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. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Spice Merchant. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and he wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a yellow top hat and yellow clothes. He is physically well-built. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

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. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has achieved small success as a Knight.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and balancing his hectic life and new knight responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Good lock. 1 Hourglass. 1 Masterwork manacles.