Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He likes to wear green tank tops with black pants. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Gifted from a young age, Erias studied abroad. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Erias was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has dyed his greying scarlet crest a little too much giving a sharp scarlet color. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed tan hat.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. 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: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and revenge

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. This brown eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

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 believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: Namfoodle lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Stylist, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Expand his business; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black pearl (900 gp). Deep green spinel (40 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Coral (40 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Amethyst (40 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright green and violet, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He is physically well-built. His brown hair is long and unkept. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a Seamstress first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. A freak accident while working with his Barber father left him crippled. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Seamstress for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Just what you see.