Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull violet iron scale mail. Her crest, while still mostly blue, has prominent grey streaks. Her gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Revenge.

Flaws: Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (900 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears just a white suit. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Oblar grew up listening to his father's many stories. Oblar 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. Oblar 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 has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 2000 sp. Golden pearl (140 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy red stubble. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a hunchback. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Chad grew up listening to his mother's many stories. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bastard sword.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, marred by teas. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. 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 would like to get married and retire; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 3200 gp. Jet (130 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Rose (40 gp). Amethyst (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He has the majority of his body covered in plate, marred by teas. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Erevan hails from a village terrorized by orcs. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Erevan alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and a deep hatred of orcs

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Just what you see.