Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a violet tunic with tan highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. His black hair is lengthy. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. 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 has passion for adventuring and risk.

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Black star sapphire (400 gp). Moss agate (11 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a warhammer, but if one is not available he will default to his shortbow. He has a hunchback. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Lewis's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lewis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged man usually wears his tan robe and has his dagger always slung over his shoulder and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Frederick isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He worked as a nervous Crown-heir and found it very stressful. 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: Further expansion of business; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 21000 sp. Blue quartz (4 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a blue shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Rich. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 18000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born in the north to a Sellsword, Drogo learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Sellsword. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 500 gp.