Description: He is a mite stocky and is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears a mask on his face.

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 Elf in existence. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born into a rich family. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Theriatis was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a deep hatred of illithids

Ideals: Justice, Optimist. Bonds: In love, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 800 gp. Sardonyx (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a lance on his belt. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Beloril 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 Beloril. After a long history of fighting, Beloril and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He carries a battered shield and tarnished greataxe as well. He sports a flattop hair cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Nutae's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born into a rich family. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: She wears professional attire. She keeps her white fur in a pixie cut. Her blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: She was born in the east. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Layabout; and she would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 80 pp. Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This late middle aged woman wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down and is in decent physical shape. Her hair is brown and very short. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She has never given up on her writing dream.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic, Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 gp. 6 Acid flasks. 1 Holy water.