Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, blue shirt, and yellow tie. He has wavy blonde hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Resh was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Resh decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 70 gp. 4 Smokesticks.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He very much looks the part of a Mortician. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mortician for hire.

Motivation: To be a Apothecary again; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp. Lapis lazuli (12 gp).

Description: She wears brown trousers with red and brown striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her golden hair is smooth and relatively long. Her eyes are likewise blue. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the west.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: She has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her cinnamon fur is knotted and matted. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are blue.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: Flame was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform In her journeys she found a malevolent artifact. She wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: Tiefling compassion.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a blue vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her blue boots flare out at the collars. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her halberd, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. Her white hair is smooth and relatively long. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Tervaround's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tervaround grew up listening to her mother's many stories. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.

Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive, Greedy. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 160 pp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.