Description: This man stands a little under 6'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His crest is rusty, silky, and of moderate length. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears tattered old clothes. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His copper eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Left-Handed was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Golden pearl (140 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'1". He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and his gloved hand is found clutching a greataxe. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: The child of a Miner, who enjoyed hunting, Himo was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. 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. Himo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (50 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1100 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (50 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his warhammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Being a Baker kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Banded agate (4 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp).