Description: He is lean but muscular and prefers to wear yellow clothing when he does not wear armor. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Olunt was born with his father's beautiful face. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical, Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp).

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized yellow coat. His golden hair is lengthy. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Don 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 illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

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

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep pastel leather and dull tan iron scale mail, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'10" when asserting himself. His hair is auburn and very short. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fisher. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Terse, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 3000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. He is baby faced.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Krakhorn is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Krakhorn was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Animal Trainer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Scribe, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Family, Guardian. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Tourmaline (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item.