Description: A 5'6" eastern man, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His silver hair is still thick. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Miner. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

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. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has worked as a Miner like his mother before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease, Forgetful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 700 sp. Jet (70 gp).

Description: He wears grey 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 mace, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'0" when asserting himself. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Morkral hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Morkral lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Morkral abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs. His auburn hair is cut short. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He takes great joy in being the best Bather in town.

History: Born to a Armorer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has achieved small success as a Bather.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Poor, Family. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. She wears a Stetson hat to hide her balding. She has gleaming, smiling yellow eyes.

Personality: She is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: She was raised in a forest tribe. Because her mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, illithids burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. She was preparing to flee to the east, but the outbreak of war prevented her and her father from journeying east to reunite her family. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and she desires to right it

Flaws: Racist, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.