Description: He wears a white vest and prefers grey and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries with him a set of whips, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Heward reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Brown-green garnet (50 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Blue diamond (4000 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, wearing yellow shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair is short and black. 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 is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. Dustin was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Courier. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a warhammer, but if one is not available he will default to his shield. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly shields and warhammers. His white hair is singed and shortened. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Kildrak was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Kildrak decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Being a Laborer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

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 a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Guardian. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

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 brown vest and prefers green and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Foxilon is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His parents were killed by illithids in a raid when he was still a young child. The illithids captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1000 sp. 2 Acid flasks.

Description: 4'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a shortbow on his belt. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Gifted from a young age, Gilthur studied abroad. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 600 gp.