Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has no fur. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Actor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 90000 cp. Silver ewer (50 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1700 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is dressed in an above average manner. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Qualen was born with his mother's beautiful face. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the right. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Nicholas hails from a village terrorized by illithids. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 300 sp. Blue quartz (12 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and is pretty ugly. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines silver.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tiefling in existence. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Thamuz lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family, Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 900 gp.