Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a brown shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair is red and very short. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Valafar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. Being a Mercenary kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and a deep hatred of illithids

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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. Nutae fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He wears his black hair down. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his painting with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Altho abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 50000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his small brown hat.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Breastplate.

Description: This man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His gold crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 160 gp.