Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A gifted student he started as a Sellsword, but he got bored and became a Performer. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Performer.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 90 gp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the left. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thamior is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Thamior hails from a village terrorized by illithids. Through the years after Thamior was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Thamior's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and many illithids want him driven away

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. She has wavy red hair. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Born in the east to a Barber, Drusilia learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She's also a talented Banker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is greedy

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is in excellent shape and is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Just what you see.