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 is dressed in earthy colors with a white and black handkerchief worn on his left side. His silver hair is long and unkept. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Black pearl (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His tied-back hair is brown. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting illithids, the young Lamlis began to lead the lost caravan. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Lamlis was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are green.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Map Maker who has hired him part-time. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Thokk was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has achieved small success as a Map Maker.

Motivation: He's in love.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Black pearl (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Assassin but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Laucian took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and money/treasure

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Dain abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Secretive, Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 400 gp.