Description: He is wearing a long, black cloak. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. 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: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 170 pp.

Description: He stands about 5'6" and wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He was born in the east. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting illithids, the young Ralf began to lead the lost caravan. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 800 gp. Citrine (60 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Blue star sapphire (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He found a children's book about a Human Rogue who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Anselm never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, In love, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 18000 cp. Moss agate (14 gp). Hematite (14 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Percival isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He got into the Scribe business at a young age. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has worked as a Scribe like his father before him.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Heward isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Heward was born the youngest of three triplets. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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. Heward fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Hunter and was forced into it by his family; and he is greedy

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Superior lock. 1 Magnifying glass.