Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. He has no hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Theodoric was born the youngest of three triplets. 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 east. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 2600 sp. Amethyst (130 gp). Jasper (80 gp). 4 Antitoxin. 4 Antitoxin. 2 Holy water.

Description: He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a mace, but if one is not available he will default to his ceremonial dagger. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease, Sensitive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears his red hair up. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears just a brown suit. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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, Odo is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Crown-heir arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Black pearl (500 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His brown hair is cut short. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Drogo took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.