Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears professional attire. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the left. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of illithids

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and carries whips. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Stylist born in the past three hundred years. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Tharivol lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Slave, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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 is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Halfling companion (his 'brother'). He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is white and very short. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Rich, In love, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His red hair is knotted and matted. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 30 gp. 2 Antitoxin.