Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His fur is brown and curly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady yellow eyes.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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. Cloud fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Impulsive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing violet cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 700 gp. Red-brown spinel (140 gp). Clear bright green emerald (2000 gp). Malachite (13 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull white iron scale mail. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Bûbol and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'6" and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Robert lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His hair is auburn and very short. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He is a Lamia in disguise. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is his passion; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1900 gp.