Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: He was born in the north. He worked as a nervous Unemployed and found it very stressful. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Flaws: Cynical, Greedy. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 16000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Percival lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing violet cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military, Religious. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 600 gp. Hematite (16 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he tends to wear a large brown jacket. His hair is black and curly. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Addict, Disease, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 300 gp. Obsidian (16 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp).

Description: This man wears a red coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His brown hair is braided into rings. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He is a Yochlol in disguise. 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shield.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.