Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a white collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has shaved his head bald. His green eyes peer out from beneath his broad white hat.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 23. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Krimmon liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (500 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed grey hat.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Bowyer. 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, Clerebold is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of a Servant, who enjoyed hunting, Clerebold was taken on many hunting expeditions. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He wants revenge against drow; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Job, Nature, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. His hair is chestnut and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Ulfgar was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Ulfgar decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he has a crush on the local assassin

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Jabbie does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born in the west. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 3000 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).