Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing, and carries spears. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a great chef.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Iolite (80 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He carries a battered sickle and tarnished mace as well. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wobbles fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Star rose quartz (30 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shield with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is chestnut and very short. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Azurite (10 gp).

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 dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He sports a flattop hair cut. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Nuraval hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Nuraval was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and many illithids want him driven away

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 380 gp.