Description: This man wears just a green suit. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his right hand. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His ears are large.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He's in love.

Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Military. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Sard (20 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 6'10". He wears a green shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and his gloved hand is found clutching a club. His long yellow fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Windy reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and many illithids want him driven away

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Guardian, Has a crush. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1500 gp. Jet (140 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'5" when asserting himself. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thervan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mercenary business.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 2000 cp.