Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a fancy violet suit. He wears his blonde hair down. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Ivellios wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Ivellios is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He got into the Adventurer business at a young age. 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 Adventurer. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Ivellios was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 8000 cp. Iolite (20 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a black costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. He carries a battered scythe and tarnished monstrous two handed axe as well. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ar-Kaius fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane, Mundane. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 10000 sp. Chrysoprase (70 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 5'9". He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a red coat. He wears his chestnut hair down. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'0" and muscular, this western man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: Fargrim was born the youngest of three triplets. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: 5'7" and muscular, this northern man wears a white shirt with thin black vertical stripes and brown pants. His blue hair is singed and shortened. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and tiefling compassion

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 150 pp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.