Description: This man wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Hobart was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Hobart took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He bought a glaive and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Amethyst (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is brown and curly. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born to a Bookbinder, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Secretive, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 800 gp. Moonstone (70 gp). Citrine (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. She wears her silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady green eyes.

Personality: She is mildly Human supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She carries with her a set of longbows on her belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. Her rusty crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her eyes are a pleasant red.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Mijira embodies much of what other species detest in the Dragonborns. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. After a long history of fighting, Mijira and her spouse have recently divorced.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her chestnut hair is wavy and long. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: Born in the north to a Dilettante, Lagazi learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Lagazi took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bastard sword and armor she uses now. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and she's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.