Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'4". He sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and his gloved hand is found clutching a whip. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He got into the Barrister business at a young age. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. Damien took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Barrister like his father before him.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to be a dilettante again

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 11000 sp. Cloth of gold vestments (40 gp). Silver ewer (10 gp).

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: She wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. Her golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Torgga was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: An older woman who wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, she is not a threatening figure. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are green.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Meriele was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Adept, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered south to less war torn lands. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longbow.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 700 gp.