Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and white, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, marred by teas. Her red hair is greasy and uncared for. She has a dull look in her hazel eyes.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Spice Merchant arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available he will default to his sai, and carries sais. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His ears are large.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He uses divination through singing.

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. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 500 sp. Golden pearl (50 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She has hazel eyes.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She takes great joy in being the best Locksmith in town.

History: She was born into a rich family. Her parents were killed by illithids in a raid when she was still a young child. The illithids captured her, and made her a slave and general play-thing. She was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to her deformed appearance. She became a Locksmith soon after.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and many illithids want her driven away

Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: 5'4" and muscular, this northern man wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. His white hair is singed and shortened. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. During his travels, Arannis and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Arannis discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Arannis fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Banded mail.