Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Religious, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a green armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. He has no hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Balimaar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is white and very short. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Trym will drive conversation. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He got into the Masseuse business at a young age. He found a children's book about a Human Fighter who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Extrovert. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Azurite (4 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Doctor profession.

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 family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He has a very tight haircut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: Lewis speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and money/treasure

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Blue quartz (11 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp).