Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has no hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Lapis lazuli (7 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He struck the Stylist job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Crowbar. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, marred by chocolates. He has wavy silver hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids; and a deep hatred of illithids

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When Everard reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has worked as a Mortician like his mother before him.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: 6'2" and muscular, this southern man wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. 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: He was born at the edge of vast desert. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.