Description: This man wears tattered old clothes. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his left hand. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: Standing 4'5", this man wears tattered old clothes. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Taklinn was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Mayor, but he got bored and became a Priest. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Priest.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear flannel. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are likewise green.

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 Elf in existence. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Caeldrim hails from a village terrorized by illithids. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Caeldrim was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His hair is red and curly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Ar-Pratu was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warrior, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warrior in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Gnomish companion (his 'brother'). He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Gardener for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Herbalist again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: This woman stands a little under 6'3" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her crest is gold and curly. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and revenge

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 3000 cp.