Description: He stands about 6'5" and wears dull black sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed glaive, just in case. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his white crest in a pixie cut. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Srorthen grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Srorthen. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (80 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is an amazing painter.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting giants, the young Jabbie began to lead the lost caravan. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Jabbie was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A middle-aged woman, she prefers to wear flannel, and is pretty ugly. She sports a flattop hair cut. She has blue eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2500 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (140 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing yellow cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. With wild silver hair. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are hazel.

Personality: Traulam wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Traulam was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Map Maker work with an outfit from a few towns over. Map Maker work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Map Maker responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Disciplined, Joker. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She wears her red hair up in a very large beehive style do. She has a dull look in her gray eyes.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. She is an amazing painter.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her parents enrolled her in a Bard school at a young age so that she could practice her arcane talents. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1800 gp. Blue quartz (6 gp). Fire opal (1600 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Amethyst (140 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Azurite (6 gp).