Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He carries with him a set of sickles on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His hair is short and black. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: Orryn was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Orryn was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Fortune-teller. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he wants revenge against illithids

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Persistence, Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His gray fur has been sun bleached extensively. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 800 gp. Eye agate (12 gp). Amethyst (130 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp).

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his white crest down. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 260 gp.

Description: He is typically in his Weaver uniform. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He takes great joy in being the best Weaver in town.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 sp. Star rose quartz (60 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His long brass crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Tarhun liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a flail and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.