Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his lance with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his feathered black hat.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Pushkrimp was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. After a long history of fighting, Pushkrimp and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

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

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tan collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His green eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker white hat.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Naill grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bastard sword.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars, marred by sweets. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Dyer. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To be a Ruler again.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a very tight haircut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. Adran enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.