Description: He tends to wear a large blue jacket. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His silver hair is long and unkept. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Forgetful, PTSD, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 5000 gp. A delicate brass dragon egg (90 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (90 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (150 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp).

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 wears long strands of jet and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Dûgza was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 5000 sp. Obsidian (4 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Moss agate (4 gp).

Description: The light-skinned woman stands 5'10" and wears dull grey sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed greataxe, just in case. She wears a small hat to hide her balding. Her green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes illithids are coming to abduct people. She uses divination through singing.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her martial abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: She wants revenge against illithids; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He usually wears his tan robe and has his pickaxe always slung over his shoulder. He has a very tight haircut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Unemployed arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While he appears to be a normal 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and money/treasure

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are blue.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. The war was a terrible time for him, and Anverth does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Anverth was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Guard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 900 pp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (120 gp).