Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He wears his chestnut hair up. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Healer born in the past three hundred years. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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 east. He became a Healer soon after.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 230 pp. Eye agate (16 gp). Golden pearl (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He has moderate length gray fur. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cask fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Layabout; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Has a crush. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Draws out vowels

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

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'2". He wears a green vest and prefers white and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and his gloved hand is found clutching a warhammer. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Seamstress arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 400 gp. Rose (80 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mortician. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mortician. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is an amazing painter.

History: Taklinn was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Taklinn took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1800 sp. Rhodochrosite (11 gp).