Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. 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 swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents enrolled him in a Aristocrat school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 900 gp. White opal (800 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Hematite (16 gp).

Description: He wears a red tunic with blue highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries with him a set of greatswords on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Forcas took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. His cinnamon fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. 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 born at the edge of vast island. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Jet (120 gp). Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Sard (40 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears professional attire. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He is a Maurezhi in disguise. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Animal Trainer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his golden hair up. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is mildly Gnome supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Revenge.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Just what you see.