Description: He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a morningstar, but if one is not available he will default to his greatsword. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greatsword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born in the south. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Chrysoprase (40 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp).

Description: This man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is auburn and curly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a green coat with white slacks. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Anselm liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a shield and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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 Spice Merchant. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To be a Marshal again; and expand his business

Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tight fitting red shirt and pants. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire. 6 Acid flasks.