Description: This man wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a quarterstaff, but if one is not available he will default to his sai, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Purban grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He wants to get laid.

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Superior lock.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. He keeps his silver crest in a pixie cut. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Merchant. He tends to his Merchant job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 5000 gp. Malachite (15 gp). Red spinel (40 gp). Black opal (1200 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Jacinth (5000 gp). Malachite (15 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Foxilon grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He found a children's book about a Halfling Bard who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1400 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (90 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. His chestnut hair is cut short. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. A true patriot, Corkitron would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

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. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 700 pp. Eye agate (15 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Red garnet (40 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Red garnet (40 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp).