Description: This light-skinned male wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His head has been shaved. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'0" when asserting himself. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Forcas was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Forcas abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Malachite (8 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length gray fur. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: He's repulsed by the PC; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 800 sp. Moss agate (15 gp). Pink pearl (60 gp).

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears just a green suit. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His crest is cut close to his head. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 17. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Carpenter arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 900 gp.