Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a tan vest and prefers green and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His black hair is cut short. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has wavy white hair. His eyes are likewise black.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 3000 sp. Aquamarine (1500 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has green crest. He is baby faced.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Rivaan alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Rivaan was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and he wants revenge against illithids

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a fancy black suit. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His auburn hair is cut short. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Religious, Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. 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 mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Varis was born with his mother's beautiful face. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 100 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp).