Description: He wears a yellow vest and prefers black and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He is physically well-built. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Aelar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gifted student he started as a Cartwright, but he got bored and became a Dyer. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Herbalist who has hired her part-time. She disdains her fellow westerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Herbalist arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. As a young child she wandered into the woods despite her mother's warnings against it. Afterwards she claimed she had encountered illithids who tried to eat her hand. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Revenge; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and she desires to right it

Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1000 cp. Zircon (70 gp).

Description: He is wearing a tight violet one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Wymar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She has shaved her head bald. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: This woman loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was born in the north. Naivara was born on a far northern island where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Painter. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is her passion; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. She carries with her a set of halberds, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She keeps her long red crest kept up in a rat tail. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She is an amazing painter.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and retire the richest woman in the west

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 3000 cp. White pearl (40 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. 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 white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'3". He dresses like a well dressed Crown-heir does, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sai. His fur is cinnamon, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Harvest was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His childhood dream was to be a Animal Trainer, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Crown-heir.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Bonds: Job, Attractive, Criminal record, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: She is lean but muscular and wears suspenders and blue workpants. Her shirt is white, and she wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. She has wavy brown hair. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: She was born in the east. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Vadania was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Opinionated, Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.