Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. His auburn hair is lengthy. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his small white hat.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Detective. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

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 were killed by illithids in a raid when he was still a young child. The illithids captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a grey small hat and grey clothes. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born in a small plains village. Himo was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Himo decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. 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: 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: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: Standing 3'1", this man wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are violet and catlike.

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 does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Tanner but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Coral (40 gp). Jet (40 gp). Eye agate (12 gp).

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his trident with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has violet eyes and a grey hat with a yellow feather.

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 disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. Dimble liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and regain custody of his son

Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1 Tanglefoot bags.