Description: He is a husky man, who wears many layers of old clothing at all times. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Gilbert is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 400 gp. Jet (60 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Malachite (11 gp).

Description: He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Anthony alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Philantrophist. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He carries a battered sai and tarnished scimitar as well. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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 is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by unlife.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 600 gp. Deep green spinel (90 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Jet (90 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are green.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He is a Slaad in disguise. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is dressed in a clean white cloak covering his clean studded leather. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1100 sp.