Description: He wears a violet coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of kukris on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Caeldrim took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He bought a kukri and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Healer responsibilities is difficult; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 40 gp. Azurite (7 gp).

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He sports a flattop fur cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He uses divination through singing.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His first spouse was a Barber, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Barber they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Baker, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Baker

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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, Wrenn is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Wrenn was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has achieved small success as a Dyer.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 500 gp. Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Peridot (20 gp). White pearl (150 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp). Hematite (15 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She keeps her long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 2000 sp.