Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a brown tunic with white highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has moderate length brown hair. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Herbalist arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. After months of barely getting by, Solomon managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 100 gp. Finely wrought small gold bracelet (10 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He got into the Glassblower business at a young age. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and expand his business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears baggy tan pantaloons and a white scarf. His tied-back hair is chestnut. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Lance does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. At a young age his father died while driving off some drow. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in scythe use. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 3200 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. He has no hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He is a great chef.

History: He was born in the south. Trey was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Apothecary. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 40000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a violet shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He carries with him a set of falchions, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Guy was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Banker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Guy fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 20 pp.