Description: This man stands a little under 6'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears dull black sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed lance, just in case. His hair is auburn and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Drogo took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He bought a lance and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

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

Description: He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His white hair is cut short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 70 pp. Jasper (80 gp). Amber (130 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. His black hair is long and unkept. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Cory speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Sellsword arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 400 gp. Aquamarine (900 gp). Eye agate (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has no hair. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Shepherd but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a rapier and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Hematite (7 gp). Azurite (7 gp).