Description: A plain young-adult man, he is typically in his Marshal uniform. His white hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 47. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Ar-Beka is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Marshal. He struck the Marshal job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Marshal and was forced into it by his family.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Family, Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Citrine (50 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Azurite (10 gp).

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. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born to a Beggar, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Krûk fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He tends to wear a large green jacket. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed green hat.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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: He was raised in a mountains tribe. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he wants revenge against illithids

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 3100 gp. Black pearl (800 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). Jasper (50 gp). Brown-green garnet (50 gp). Malachite (15 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and is pretty ugly. He has wavy brown hair. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Elven culture. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Half-Elven compassion.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Military, Slave. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Qualen was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Gnomish artifacts is his passion; and to protect his home

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.