Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears long strands of jet and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a very tight haircut. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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 loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He got into the Mason business at a young age. At a young age his father died while driving off some illithids. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in lance use. He has achieved small success as a Mason.

Motivation: Revenge; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2400 sp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is auburn and very short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Laucian isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Guard arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly longbows and clubs. He wears his rusty crest down. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Bowyer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dragonborn companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longbow.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Hematite (16 gp). Rose (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Black star sapphire (700 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Jade (140 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp). Jet (140 gp). Amethyst (140 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Coral (140 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Red garnet (140 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Rich purple corundum (700 gp). Emerald (700 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and is pretty ugly. He wears his silver hair down. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thervan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He married young, but lost his spouse to illithids. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Thervan was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1400 sp.

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 well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a great chef.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Qualen grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Qualen. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.