Description: 5'3" and muscular, this southern man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Mormo isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. 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 at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Mormo took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He very much looks the part of a Banker. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Banker for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 3000 gp. Azurite (5 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is wearing a long, violet cloak. His crest is cut close to his head. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born into a rich family. He found a children's book about a Dragonborn Warlock who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 400 sp. 5 Acid flasks.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his longsword. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Everard is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: Everard was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was taken from his home at a very young age. 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: Many drow want him driven away.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Cook

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 130 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp).