Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is golden and curly. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Glim is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, gnolls burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying north to reunite his family. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 900 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a red coat. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Cartwright profession.

History: Fulbar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. A gifted student he started as a Cartwright, but he got bored and became a Knight. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Fulbar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to be a cartwright again

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Poor, In love. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'1". He wears dull brown sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed bow, just in case, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bow. His hair is white and very short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. 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, Travok is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the south to a Actor, Travok learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He became a Actor soon after.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1900 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (60 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (60 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp).

Description: She usually wears her tan robe and has her mace always slung over her shoulder. She is physically well-built. She sports a flattop hair cut. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She hates dire rats. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and she desires to right it.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.