Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His purple hair is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Merihim was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Eastern European accent

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

Description: This malnourished man dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. This blue eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 160 gp. Amber (110 gp).

Description: He usually wears his violet robe and has his rapier always slung over his shoulder. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly rapiers and monstrous two handed axes. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a great chef.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Through the years after Gomory was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Gomory's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Being a Spice Merchant 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: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 60 gp. Eye agate (9 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears suspenders and pastel workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and many drow want him driven away

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 400 gp. 4 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Antitoxin.