Description: He is a mite stocky and typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. His red hair is knotted and matted. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born in the south to a Brewer, Zûmug learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Zûmug was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers.

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Family, Military, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a violet coat with yellow slacks, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She has slicked back red hair. She is baby faced.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: She got into the Weaver business at a young age. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She tends to her Weaver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He likes to wear white tank tops with black pants. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 98. 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 does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fortune-teller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fortune-teller work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To be a Sage again; and many illithids want him driven away

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 50 gp. Deep green spinel (60 gp).

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She keeps her white hair in a flapper bob. She has violet eyes.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. She worked as a nervous Barkeep and found it very stressful. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Barkeep.

Motivation: Revenge; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 800 sp. Silver pearl (150 gp).