Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tiefling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tiefling doctor. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Hedonist, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She prefers to wear flannel. Her bronze crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: She got into the Farmer business at a young age. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father 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. She has worked as a Farmer like her mother before her.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His hair is chestnut and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Fargrim was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: Wants to work out more often; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Her hair is white and curly. She has white eyes.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Nemeia hails from a village terrorized by illithids. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and many illithids want her driven away

Ideals: Passionate, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 200 gp. Coral (120 gp). Amber (120 gp).

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: Eiravel was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. After coming to the age of reason, Eiravel took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. 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: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic, Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.