Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull blue iron scale mail. He has shaved his head bald. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Miner arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 gp. 3 Acid flasks. 2 Holy water. 3 Acid flasks. 3 Antitoxin.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His black hair is singed and shortened. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When Wymar reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Star rose quartz (80 gp).

Description: This man wears an entirely white suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on his right hand. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born in the east. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of drow

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has shaved his head bald. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Barrister born in the past three hundred years. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Don was born with his father's beautiful face. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He tends to his Barrister job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new barrister responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull white iron scale mail. He carries with him a set of warhammers, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His chestnut hair is cut short. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Norman is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Norman fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 100 gp. Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Jasper (70 gp).