Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is typically in his Roofer uniform. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Mamnen was raised in a hard working conservative environment. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Roofer for hire.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: An older man who wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, he is not a threatening figure. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born in the south to a Stableman, Theren learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Stableman.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a white shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His golden hair is lengthy. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his feathered white hat.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 86. 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. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Thervan hails from a village terrorized by orcs. At some point he was captured by orcs and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and revenge

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is dressed in a clean green cloak covering his clean studded leather. His crest is bronze and curly. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Gifted from a young age, Nadarr studied abroad. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Priest. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Priest for hire.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1300 gp. Blue quartz (8 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a green vest and prefers tan and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has no fur. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 2500 sp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.