Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his quarterstaff with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, marred by beers. He has no hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Sculptor. 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, Arannis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the south to a Sculptor, Arannis learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Herbalist, but he was a colossal failure. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Sculptor responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has dyed his greying gray fur a little too much giving a sharp gray color. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 400 gp. White pearl (110 gp).

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He carries with him a set of clubs, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is still thick. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur, Artistic. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He usually wears his grey robe and has his crossbow always slung over his shoulder. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. After coming to the age of reason, Erevan took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Revenge; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His yellow leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His copper crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Painter. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Gifted from a young age, Rivaan studied abroad. Rivaan was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Painter. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids; and to be a servant again

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.