Description: He wears a black vest and prefers green and white shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Through the years after Grom was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Grom's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic, Shy. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His fur is beige and very short. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Gifted from a young age, Nimble studied abroad. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 south. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To unite with his sister.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He got into the Sage business at a young age. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Hugh has worked very hard to control his curse. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sage.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he wants revenge against illithids

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man is typically in his Barkeep uniform. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is dark red and curly. His eyes are a pleasant black.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Barkeep soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shield, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. Direcris is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Direcris 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. His first spouse was a Fortune-teller, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bricklayer and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 2100 sp. Hematite (15 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp).