Description: This man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Wymar was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Cleric, 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 Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Wymar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Wymar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 6 Acid flasks.

Description: A middle-aged man, he dresses in pastel turtlenecks beneath a white coat with violet slacks, and is pretty ugly. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Weaver but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Rolf was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Weaver. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Pacifist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his hand crossbow, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Enemies. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Randal grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He found a children's book about a Human Warrior who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Randal was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Moss agate (7 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item.