Description: A plain young-adult man, he sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the left. His ears are large.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Scribe arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: A 5'9" western man, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. She has wavy white hair. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are green.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 55. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. While she appears to be a normal Human, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His long blue crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: Gorbundus is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has taken up work as a Bowyer and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 6'4". He wears dark leathers with embroidery, and his gloved hand is found clutching a flail. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Spear took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 260 gp.