Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has black hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Forcas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Logical. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortspear, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Ostracized due to the psionic 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Bloodstone (50 gp). Sard (50 gp). Coral (140 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Moonstone (50 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His hair is golden and curly. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: He dresses well, wearing yellow shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He is physically well-built. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Stylist. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Stylist. He has achieved small success as a Stylist.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 gp. Hematite (10 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp).

Description: He wears suspenders and pastel workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Krûk hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 north. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 2000 sp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.