Description: He stands about 6'6" and wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears a colorful flower in his rusty crest. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Baradad is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Baradad has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a deep hatred of illithids

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

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. He got money to start a business from the gang present in town. He is greatly indebted to them.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Criminal record, Debt. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 180 gp. 2 Smokesticks.

Description: This man wears a white vest and prefers grey and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His white hair is cut short. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Gilbert was born the youngest of three triplets. He dropped out of school to support his sick mother, and resented 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. Gilbert fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 350 pp.

Description: An older man who wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs, he is not a threatening figure. His crest, while still mostly blue, has prominent grey streaks. He has red eyes and a white hat with a violet feather.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: The child of a Shipwright, who enjoyed hunting, Ildrex was taken on many hunting expeditions. Ildrex was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Ildrex decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature, Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Gimble liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. During his travels, Gimble and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Gimble discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Gimble fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 50 pp.