Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a yellow collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Tim was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Tim took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A 6'2" northern man, he usually wears his violet robe and has his axe always slung over his shoulder. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

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. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'4". He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and green robe with the hood down. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He got into the Bather business at a young age. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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: Money/treasure; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Carnelian (40 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Pink pearl (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'3". He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

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 was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Weaver for the past few years.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Backpack. 1 Spyglass. 1 Backpack. 1 Good lock.