Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He prefers to wear flannel. His hair, while still mostly purple, has prominent grey streaks. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. A true patriot, Mamnen would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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 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 repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 29000 sp. Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Sard (40 gp). Iolite (40 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'9". He wears dull white sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed axe, just in case, and his gloved hand is found clutching a axe. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His yellow eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed white hat.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Nimble will drive conversation. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Nimble was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Shepherd, but he got bored and became a Interpreter. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, In love, Rich. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2000 gp. Pink pearl (120 gp). Sard (50 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. 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: Gifted from a young age, Lucan studied abroad. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He became a Barkeep soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue quartz (12 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). 1 Banded mail. 1 Buckler. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his father's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered drow who tried to eat his hand. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 20000 cp. Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His bronze crest is still thick. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 11. 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. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1100 gp. Moss agate (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item.