Description: A 5'6" southern man, he tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 600 gp. Red-brown spinel (90 gp). 2 Tanglefoot bags. 2 Tanglefoot bags. 3 Alchemist’s fire. 4 Acid flasks.

Description: He is lean but muscular and dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Adam was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He usually wears his blue robe and has his axe always slung over his shoulder, and carries axes. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Enemies, Has a crush, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a black coat with brown slacks. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his trident, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Percival is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 32000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.