Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a very tight haircut. He is baby faced.

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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lance fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 48000 sp. Zircon (40 gp). Pink pearl (80 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'11". He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes., and his gloved hand is found clutching a morningstar. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Lucan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He worked as a nervous Tanner and found it very stressful. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his silver crest in a pixie cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 83. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Shamash does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. 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. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is pastel, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His crest is white, silky, and of moderate length. His half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

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 terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Medrash hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Medrash alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Banker for the past few years.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job, Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 3100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.