Description: He wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a grey scarf, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'9" when asserting himself. His brown fur has been sun bleached extensively. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, giants burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying north to reunite his family. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Trail was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and money/treasure

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Sellsword, and carries monstrous two handed axes. He has no hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He's also a talented Merchant, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. Jet (120 gp). 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Good lock. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: She is typically in her Apothecary uniform. She wears her black hair up. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. A gifted student she started as a Shipwright, but she got bored and became a Apothecary. She struck the Apothecary job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and revenge

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 700 sp. Sardonyx (40 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). White pearl (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears a worn and beaten armor. She keeps her red hair in a pixie cut. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She was born into a rich family. She took after her mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, her mother taught her to defend herself. When her mother died while fighting brigands, the young Manea began to lead the lost caravan. 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: To end her boredom; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She very much looks the part of a Server. Her purple hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. She has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is mildly Tiefling supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Born in the south to a Server, Astaro learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Server. She's also a talented Fisher, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Fisher again.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 700 sp. Chrysoberyl (110 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a grey tunic with black highlights, and long pastel pants that bunch up around his shoes. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Nordak 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 is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Nordak was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Marshal; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has red hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 20 pp. 3 Thunderstones.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he usually wears his tan robe and has his sword always slung over his shoulder. His hair is short and brown. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Thamior 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 claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thamior grew up listening to his father's many stories. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tan coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Silk rope.