Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. She wears her golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. 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 likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: Keyleth was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. Being born in the east, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the east for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way north. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers; and regain custody of her son

Ideals: Passionate, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the right. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His childhood dream was to be a Server, but he was a colossal failure. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Imsh fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and balancing his hectic life and new merchant responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Debt. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Korag is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a Bellfounder, his father struggled to pay the bills. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Debt. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 4000 cp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (70 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a brown tunic with pastel highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. His white fur, when down, is lengthy. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Elegant is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Engraver for hire.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Engraver responsibilities is difficult; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a halberd on his belt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his halberd, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson tan hat.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 130 gp. Peridot (80 gp).