Description: He wears dull grey sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed flail, just in case, and he perpetually has his flail ready. He has done his best to style his green crest to look like a famous performer. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: Bidreked is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. 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 raised by priests from a young age. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. 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. Bidreked fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 300 sp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (40 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (180 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. He has black eyes and a brown hat with a red feather.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born into a rich family. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Modean alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids.

Flaws: Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Average lock.

Description: He wears long strands of amber and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries a battered sword and tarnished bow as well. He has wavy white hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hubert fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is content; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Mundane, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 260 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light red in addition to tight pants. His red crest is heavily combed to the left. This red eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Seamstress. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and to be a seamstress again

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Just what you see.