Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her psionic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She was granted psionic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears a worn and beaten armor. Her auburn hair is singed and shortened. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Balimaar has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and many giants want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She wears a colorful flower in her dark red hair. She has a dull look in her red eyes.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Bricklayer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: She made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 200 gp. Rock crystal (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Aerdeth's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Aerdeth was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. During his travels, Aerdeth and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Aerdeth discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Aerdeth fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.