Description: He is lean but muscular and wears professional attire. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and sports empty pouches on his belt. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Kyle was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and many illithids want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 10 pp. Black pearl (200 gp). Citrine (50 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during and is in decent physical shape. His red hair is long and unkept. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He is a Slaad in disguise. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and revenge

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His tied-back hair is black. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Addict, Shy, Impulsive. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Arnold took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 700 gp.