Description: She is in excellent shape and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. She wears her red hair down. She has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Her druidic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 90 gp. Obsidian (16 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He likes to wear tan tank tops with violet pants. His head has been shaved. He is baby faced.

Personality: Riardon wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Expert, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... 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: Riardon was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Riardon was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Riardon decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and 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

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. His auburn hair is lengthy. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Traubon took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Barkeep for hire.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Job, Poor, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 150 pp.

Description: This tall, slender man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is red and curly. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Corkitron hails from a village terrorized by illithids. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is an epitome of beauty. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. A friendly and beautiful Half-Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Heian abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 500 sp.