Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has dyed his greying beige fur a little too much giving a sharp beige color. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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 born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He worked as a nervous Locksmith and found it very stressful. He tends to his Locksmith job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and expand his business

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 600 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gold eyes.

Personality: He hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He tends to his Sellsword job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Sellsword responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortspear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Taklinn is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south.

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black pearl (600 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Red garnet (110 gp). Rich purple corundum (500 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp).

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. He has white hair. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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 believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature whip.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 gp. 4 Acid flasks.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a sickle on his belt. His rusty crest is matted, messy, and big. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Fisher arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.