Description: This man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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 constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Ulblyn was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Ulblyn took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Opinionated, Impeccable, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a tight fitting violet shirt and pants. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. 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: He was raised in a plains tribe. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears professional attire. His hair is cut close to his head. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: Tomi was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Tomi abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it.

Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She has a long blonde ponytail with little hanging trinkets. 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 fixated on the number 60. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 210 gp.