Description: This slender man stands about 6'6". He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His green crest is singed and shortened. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His red hair is still thick. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes illithids are coming to abduct people. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Cartwright arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He became a Cartwright soon after.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: She tends to wear a large green jacket. She carries with her a set of ceremonial daggers on her belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She wears a colorful flower in her purple hair. Her white eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Criella was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Criella decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Criella fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. She is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around her ears. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gray.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. Jane enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born in the west her family was never financially stable. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 30 pp.