Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Modean was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Carpenter. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 800 sp. Rock crystal (60 gp).

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His cinnamon fur is still thick. His copper eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: She is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering her clean studded leather. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly hand crossbows and halberds. She keeps her auburn hair in a pixie cut. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Sculptor. She became a Sculptor soon after.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help.

Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 4000 cp. Carved bone or ivory statuette (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears just a brown suit. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Hugh was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 Mayor. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.