Description: This fat northern woman has a bulbous nose and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. She sports red long hair. Her gray eyes peer out from beneath her broad blue hat.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is obsessed with her god.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her mother. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 4 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Shamil never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 32000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She carries with her a set of shields, each one with a opal on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She wears a small hat to hide her balding. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Syllin hails from a village terrorized by illithids. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by illithids. Syllin was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she wants revenge against illithids

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He typically wears violet cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in the south to a Dilettante, Eiravel learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Through the years after Eiravel was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Eiravel's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to be a performer again

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'1" and wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Adelard isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Mason. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 30 gp. Freshwater pearl (15 gp).