Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, tan shirt, and green tie. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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 Mayor. He became a Mayor soon after.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 340 gp. 4 Antitoxin.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull black iron scale mail. His head has been shaved. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Jet (90 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He uses divination through singing.

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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. 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. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Baker

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Koth isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc unity. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Carter profession.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Koth 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: He wants revenge against drow; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses like a well dressed Junk Dealer does. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. 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 is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born in the north to a Junk Dealer, Mantus learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 10000 cp. Azurite (11 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (800 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp). Peridot (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.