Description: He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is pastel, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time, and he perpetually has his kukri ready. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Theodoric 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 tends to his Fletcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He stands about 5'2" and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born to a Barrister, his father struggled to pay the bills. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants to get laid.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'6" and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has shaved his head bald. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Bertram was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 Shipwright. He struck the Shipwright job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Guardian, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (180 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (60 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized violet coat. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. He has violet eyes and a violet hat with a red feather.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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, Balimaar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Balimaar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Wymar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Wymar 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to share knowledge with the world

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate.