Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a white vest and prefers pastel and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and is pretty ugly. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. 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, Dean is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Dean hails from a village terrorized by goblins. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing a long, black cloak. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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: Trym was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Glassblower. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it.

Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished man typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is long and silver with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 67. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 west. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.

Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 19000 cp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp).

Description: He wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time, and carries longswords. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Ernest embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Junk Dealer profession.

History: Ernest was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp. Obsidian (9 gp).