Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Pûg lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 south. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Junk Dealer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Crown-heir, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his brown hair up. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting illithids, the young Halander began to lead the lost caravan. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 220 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He got into the Brewer business at a young age. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Brewer responsibilities is difficult; and to be a barber again

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 18000 cp. Pink pearl (100 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp).

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing violet cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze. He carries with him a set of falchions, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is long and unkept. 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 is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Through the years after Modean was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Modean's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.