Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 68. 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. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 6000 cp.

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 likes to wear red tank tops with black pants. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his feathered red hat.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Fulbar hails from a village terrorized by drow. Fulbar was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears an entirely black suit with pastel socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His black hair is cut short. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. After a long history of fighting, Foxilon and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Barber responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Red spinel (160 gp). Malachite (8 gp). White pearl (160 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is dressed in an above average manner. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born to a Miner, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a flail and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is physically well-built. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When Vlorn reached his early adolescence his Halfling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Just what you see.