Description: This late middle aged woman wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment and is in decent physical shape. Her long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and she desires to right it; and revenge

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He dresses like a well dressed Weaver does. He is an epitome of beauty. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He got into the Weaver business at a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Weaver. He became a Weaver soon after.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Hobart was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 50 gp. Hematite (12 gp).

Description: This western man wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His clothes are grease stained in places. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the west were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Orc people; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 280 gp. Jade (70 gp). 8 Acid flasks.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'2" and dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Bricklayer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 800 sp. Red spinel (150 gp).