Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 6'5". He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and his gloved hand is found clutching a trident. His blue hair is still thick. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Damakos 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. Damakos decided he wanted neither the life of his mother 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 240 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 6'3". He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple pastel line shooting up and back down. He keeps his white crest in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the east were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1500 gp. Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Efferil's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is silver and curly. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He was born in a small plains village. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Frederick has worked very hard to control his curse. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Revenge; and he wants revenge against illithids

Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.