Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He is physically well-built. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born in the north. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an entirely white suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He carries with him a set of sickles, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Simon will drive conversation. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, illithids burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the west, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying west to reunite his family. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1000 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).

Description: This man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His blonde hair is still thick. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

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. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother 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. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Onyx (80 gp). Pink pearl (80 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Trym 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 is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Extrovert, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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 takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Adam was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 11 years.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.