Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears yellow painted combat armor at almost all times. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Justin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is physically well-built. His auburn hair is braided into rings. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Anselm was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Barkeep.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 32000 sp. Black star sapphire (900 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Black star sapphire (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears tattered old clothes. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born into a rich family. After coming to the age of reason, Drogo took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 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 wears a worn and beaten armor. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 400 gp. Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Fire opal (1000 gp).