Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He worked as a nervous Painter and found it very stressful. He has achieved small success as a Painter.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His golden hair is thinning but still full. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Arannis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries a battered greataxe and tarnished club as well. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. At a young age his father died while driving off some dire rats. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in club use. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Pikar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and revenge

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a brown coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. He has brown eyes and a brown hat with a blue feather.

Personality: Gomory wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Barbarian, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Bonds: In love, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1300 gp. Red-brown spinel (70 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull violet iron scale mail. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the west were limited. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's in love; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1700 gp.