Description: He stands about 5'0" and wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is black and very short. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 19. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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 is a Metallic Dragon in disguise. Fivin 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 wants to meet his childhood hero.

Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black pearl (1600 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Sard (60 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears professional attire. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Thamior hails from a village terrorized by orcs. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered orcs who tried to eat his hand. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1000 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (60 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (90 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat, marred by sweets. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Impulsive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 200 pp. Old masterpiece painting (700 gp).