Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Masseuse who has hired him part-time. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Elaim lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a longbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's in love; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant, Family, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears baggy black pantaloons and a blue scarf. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his warhammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He got into the Mason business at a young age. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Burgell took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Burgell never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Shy, Selfish. Bonds: Nature, In love, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'5". He wears a fancy grey suit, and his gloved hand is found clutching a crossbow. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Darrak was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, 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 Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Darrak liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. 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: He's attracted to the PC; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he has a large pastel mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. He has no fur. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Navigator father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Fearful. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 350 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.