Description: He is wearing a long, grey cloak. He carries a battered longbow and tarnished sickle as well. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. He has brown eyes and a grey hat with a green feather.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. 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: Gifted from a young age, Dalgal studied abroad. Dalgal was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Laborer. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He stands about 4'3" and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His brown hair is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. Veit enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He got into the Stylist business at a young age. He worked as a nervous Stylist and found it very stressful. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 220 gp. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: This man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a deep hatred of illithids

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Moss agate (4 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Varg took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and a deep hatred of illithids

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Superior lock.