Description: This man wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. He wears an eyepatch.

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 obsessed with finding treasure.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This dark-skinned male is typically in his Fletcher uniform. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His tied-back hair is blonde. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He struck the Fletcher job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Addict, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 400 gp. Obsidian (10 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'1". He wears a green coat over a red low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Through the years after Gomory was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Gomory's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Gomory and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1000 gp. Jade (110 gp). Rose (60 gp). White pearl (110 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Azurite (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his bastard sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is chestnut and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Cook. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Justice, Professionalism, Impeccable. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a axe, but if one is not available he will default to his sai, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'0" when asserting himself. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Tim will drive conversation. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Tim was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 Soapmaker. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Soapmaker.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.