Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has shaved his head bald. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Halimath is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 20 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (150 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Courier

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has wavy cinnamon fur. His copper unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When Drifting reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Addict, Ugly. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 4 Tanglefoot bags. 3 Acid flasks. 3 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a dagger on his belt. His white hair is still thick. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nutae fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An older man who wears suspenders and red workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy red leather apron most of the time, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is short and auburn. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. To his fellows he 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: Born in the south to a Soapmaker, Bundrigo learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He worked as a nervous Soapmaker and found it very stressful. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and to be a cartwright again

Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 800 sp.