Description: He has a missing right arm. He sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Adrik 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 Adrik. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This woman is very fat, and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with poetry. She constantly tries to fill her life with poetry. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Born in the north to a Weaver, Robbie learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

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

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Fire opal (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His yellow fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born into a rich family. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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 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 work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, and he perpetually has his glaive ready. He has scarlet crest. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. The war was a terrible time for him, and Donaar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Donaar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'0" and muscular, this southern man wears baggy brown pantaloons and a grey scarf. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Vonbin is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He uses divination through singing.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Vonbin was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 600 gp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (50 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.