Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. Morgran was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Shepherd. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His white hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: He prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. 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 south. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and doesn't want to be a slave trader and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Military, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 26000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp. Jasper (30 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp).

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 290 gp.