Description: She dresses in yellow turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with brown slacks. She is portly but not overly obese. Her red hair is heavily combed to the right. Her eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She tends to her Weaver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 800 sp. Iolite (20 gp). 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. Her hair is cut close to her head. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 400 sp. Chalcedony (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Elven culture. A true patriot, Uthemar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He struck the Painter job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a herbalist again

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He wears red leather gloves, a red jacket, and tight pants. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she is greedy

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice, Logical. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He keeps his brass crest in a pixie cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Barkeep business.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: She is lean but muscular and wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. Her head has been shaved. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: Dariff was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and she desires to right it

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 110 pp. Red garnet (90 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She carries with her a set of morningstars, each one with a amber on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her black hair is matted, messy, and big. Her ears are large.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: Kallista was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Kallista was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, she put together a working one.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: An older man who wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is cut close to his head. His black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Raam took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 360 gp. Pink pearl (90 gp). Sard (80 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp).