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 worn and beaten armor. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. 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: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Fiery yellow corundum (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears baggy black pantaloons and a violet scarf. He is physically well-built. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Adelard is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mason arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is greedy

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane, Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 900 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull grey iron scale mail. His white hair is braided into rings. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He tends to his Healer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful, Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 47000 sp. Red spinel (140 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Amethyst (140 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. This blue eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Hugh's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. This brown eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Rolf isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Rolf grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate.