Description: This younger middle-aged man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: In love, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Aerdeth speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Aerdeth was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Aerdeth decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable, Opinionated. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Berrian reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Being a Tanner 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: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Military. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He tends to wear a large green jacket. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Roger alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He wears a pastel armored body suit, with a simple violet line shooting up and back down. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Baker arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 400 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Emerald (1600 gp).