Description: He wears a black coat over a pastel low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head, and carries halberds. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Dimble hails from a village terrorized by drow. After coming to the age of reason, Dimble took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. 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. Dimble fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 900 gp. Alexandrite (1600 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Moonstone (20 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is typically in his Priest uniform. His long scarlet crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is baby faced.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Rhogar grew up listening to his mother's many stories. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1200 gp. Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Blue sapphire (1600 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing yellow cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. This red eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a Ploughman first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Marbas was born the youngest of three triplets. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has achieved small success as a Ploughman.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Ploughman responsibilities is difficult; and money/treasure

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a black coat with yellow slacks. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Harvest lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When Harvest reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

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

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.