Description: 2'10" and muscular, this southern man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Mundane. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gerbo grew up listening to his mother's many stories. After coming to the age of reason, Gerbo took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He tends to his Farmer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and expand his business

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job, In love. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 31000 sp.

Description: This man is very fat, and likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants. He has shaved his head bald. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and doesn't want to be a locksmith and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Military, In love, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears baggy white 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 3'11" when asserting himself. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Nuraval was born with his father's beautiful face. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Nuraval was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Has a crush, Attractive, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Server

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 190 gp. 1 Breastplate.