Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is physically well-built. His crest is brass and curly. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rivaan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Farmer and was forced into it by his family; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 600 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his shield. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines white.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shield.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. White pearl (100 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). White opal (1300 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Rose (70 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Jet (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Oloric was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 160 pp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has wavy green crest. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He worked as a nervous Detective and found it very stressful. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Spice Merchant again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1000 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (180 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1500 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a flail on his belt. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 200 gp.