Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. After coming to the age of reason, Scrag took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 gp. Gold music box (1000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp).

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He carries with him a set of bastard swords on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He has moderate length auburn hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a great chef.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and very much looks the part of a Mason. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Pirithin is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. 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: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He became a Mason soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has moderate length golden hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 gp. White pearl (60 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a white tunic with brown highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. 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, Broce is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the west to a Barkeep, Broce learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He became a Barkeep soon after.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 100 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (60 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.