Description: This woman usually wears her green robe and has her club always slung over her shoulder. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on her left hand. Her red hair is braided into rings. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She hates illithids. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Many illithids want her driven away.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 3000 cp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (150 gp).

Description: This slender woman stands about 3'6". She wears a tan Stetson hat and tan clothes. Her blonde hair is braided into rings. Her blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and she desires to right it; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His golden hair is braided into rings. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 62. 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 takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He is a Lamia in disguise. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 300 sp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a large tan jacket. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has moderate length auburn hair. His green eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker tan hat.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. 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: Alvyn was born with his father's beautiful face. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Alvyn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is cut close to his head. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Hematite (16 gp). 3 Tanglefoot bags. 1 Everburning torch. 5 Acid flasks.