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 is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing red cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He has wavy blonde hair. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Wiggan is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His gray fur is smooth and relatively long. His green eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. After a long history of fighting, Tree and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 45000 sp. Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Zircon (70 gp). 1 Everburning torch. 1 Smokesticks. 3 Alchemist’s fire. 7 Acid flasks.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He is physically well-built. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Kilvar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He struck the Navigator job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears bulky yellow painted plate armor. He has moderate length auburn hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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 Half-Elf in existence. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: Gerald hails from a village terrorized by illithids. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He became a Courier soon after.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Breastplate.