Description: This malnourished man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 83. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ernest grew up listening to his mother's many stories. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Layabout hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 9000 sp. Chrysoprase (60 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. His head has been shaved. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born in the south. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Barkeep. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2200 sp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His blonde hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born in the east to a Sage, Trym learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and doesn't want to be a sage and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He works hard and plays hard.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and doesn't want to be a assassin and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears brown trousers with yellow and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His silver hair is thinning but still full. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Cory was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, 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 Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Impeccable, Opinionated. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.