Description: Standing 3'0", this man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He dropped out of school to support his sick mother, and resented it. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 90 gp. Iolite (60 gp).

Description: She is a husky woman, who wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. This amber eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Like her father and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Sage. She tends to her Sage job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 160 gp. White pearl (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Elves in Caeldrim's homeland. Caeldrim decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Bather for the past few years.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Military, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 2900 sp.

Description: She is a mite stocky and is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. She has a long black ponytail with little hanging trinkets. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She hates Elves with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: She comes from a rich southern family. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. 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: She's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her shield with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She carries with her a set of shields on her belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. Her brass crest is thinning but still full. Her gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Havilar hails from a village terrorized by giants. At a young age her mother died while driving off some giants. Her father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train her in shield use. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 gp.