Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears long strands of sapphire and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has white hair. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He carries with him a set of hammers, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down, marred by sweets. He has no hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Soapmaker arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Bolg grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Bolg. He has worked as a Soapmaker like his father before him.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 39000 sp. 4 Alchemist’s fire. 3 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Antitoxin. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Charles will drive conversation. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Charles fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 150 gp.