Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull violet iron scale mail. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born in the east. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dabbledob fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Guardian, Slave, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His red crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

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. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. Her violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Caelynn wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Rogue, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Caelynn took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up morningstar and armor she uses now. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is wearing a tight yellow one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He is a Maurezhi in disguise. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and a deep hatred of illithids

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 200 gp.