Description: This late middle aged man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured and is in decent physical shape. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. 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 is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Body Guard mother left him crippled. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive, Disease. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His brown fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. 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 born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He worked as a nervous Bather and found it very stressful. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Mercenary they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Bather, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Bonds: Guardian, Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears long strands of sapphire and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Gruk alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Philantrophist, Joker. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 600 gp. White pearl (110 gp).

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, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Beggar. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and balancing his hectic life and new beggar responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars, and carries halberds. His white fur is smooth and relatively long. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Shivering fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 200 gp. 4 Holy water. 2 Antitoxin.