Description: This late middle aged man dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. He is baby faced.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His childhood dream was to be a Ploughman, but he was a colossal failure. He became a Guard soon after.

Motivation: To be a Ploughman again; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his glaive. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His green eyes dart from person to person.

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 keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born in the west to a Masseuse, Beloril learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Masseuse for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Seamstress again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 280 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

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 long strands of amethyst and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Zepar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Zepar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1200 pp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (600 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (70 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (5000 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (90 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (70 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (70 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (90 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He carries with him a set of kukris on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Morgran was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stylist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.