Description: This dark-skinned male is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Brewer. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Brewer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has worked as a Brewer like his mother before him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Pacifist, Impeccable. Bonds: Family, Rich, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. 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. After a long history of fighting, Rael and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a sai on his belt. He has moderate length golden hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He was taken from his home at a very young age. 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. Roge fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 300 sp.

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 typically wears yellow cloth garments or leather armor. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his top yellow hat.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 12. 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 does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and many illithids want him driven away

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This malnourished man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His hair is short and chestnut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. 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. Recently the stress of being a Marshal has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Terse, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. Banded agate (13 gp).