Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Sage. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He is a Yochlol in disguise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Sage work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sage work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's also a talented Brewer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and dwarven compassion

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Racist. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Torgga took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up warhammer and armor she uses now. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 70 gp. Iolite (70 gp).

Description: She typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. Her fur is cut close to her head. Her copper eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: Quick was born with her father's beautiful face. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears professional attire. He has moderate length silver hair. His silver eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Just what you see.