Description: This man stands a little under 6'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has wavy black hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He takes great joy in being the best Animal Trainer in town.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new animal trainer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Terse. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hand crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. 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 got into the Mortician business at a young age. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Everard took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and expand his business

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Malachite (10 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a simple yellow robe with black stripes complete with hood. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born into a rich family. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep pastel leather and dull white iron scale mail. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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 a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Thomas was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue star sapphire (1100 gp). 1 Full Plate. 1 Buckler.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is wearing a long, black cloak. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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 a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His childhood dream was to be a Unemployed, but he was a colossal failure. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 11000 cp. Pink pearl (120 gp). Amber (120 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp).