Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her sickle with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her hair is short and black. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. She is an amazing painter.

History: She was born in the east. Ostracized due to the divine powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. She was granted divine powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His brass crest has been sun bleached extensively. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Pandjed is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is a great chef.

History: Gifted from a young age, Pandjed studied abroad. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 90 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his white hair down. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Beloril was born with his father's beautiful face. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp. 8 Acid flasks.

Description: An older man who sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, he is not a threatening figure. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are black and catlike.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. A true patriot, Damakos would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

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. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and doesn't want to be a beggar and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Secretive, Insane. Bonds: Guardian, Military, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: 6'8" and muscular, this southern man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. His silver crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 30. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born in the south. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Banded mail.