Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'3" when asserting himself. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in the west to a Server, Mindartis learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Mindartis grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Mindartis. He struck the Server job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: 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: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Silk rope.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears an entirely black suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His green crest is greasy and uncared for. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Tailor arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the south were limited. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed morningstar, just in case. His red hair is knotted and matted. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Morgran grew up listening to his father's many stories. When Morgran reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 50 gp. Chrysoberyl (60 gp).

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Seebo was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: She stands about 3'3" and wears a blue coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon her head. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. With wild black hair. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: Roywyn lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 400 sp. Coral (160 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.