Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 sp. Iolite (80 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Taklinn isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Taklinn was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Stableman, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Taklinn was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Has a crush, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 260 gp.

Description: 4'11" and muscular, this northern woman wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: She got into the Sellsword business at a young age. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Sellsword. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull blue iron scale mail, and carries sais. Her wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She is a great chef.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her druidic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 700 sp. Freshwater pearl (12 gp).