Description: He stands about 4'10" and wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a shortspear on his belt. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. Vanuath fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: This northern man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His clothes are grease stained in places. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has amber eyes and a red hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Greedy, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 4000 cp. Sardonyx (50 gp).

Description: He wears a tan collared shirt and red pants. He accessorizes with a violet scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are a pleasant white.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. 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: Thamuz was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fortune-teller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 200 gp. Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Blue star sapphire (800 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born to a Painter, his mother struggled to pay the bills. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 7000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Banded agate (5 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. He is baby faced.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He bought a flail and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Debt, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Just what you see.