Description: She sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and carries longswords. Her auburn hair is thinning but still full. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Server. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She has achieved small success as a Server.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and many giants want her driven away

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She very much looks the part of a Mercenary. Sporting a auburn mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: She is a Mercenary first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Vanchu was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Vanchu fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To pay off her debts; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Military, Debt. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1200 gp. Eye agate (16 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp).

Description: He wears a green cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly hand crossbows and lances. His white hair is braided into rings. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born into a rich family. Tethren 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. Tethren 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 200 gp. Pink pearl (50 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His chestnut hair is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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 gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 9000 cp. 2 Antitoxin.