Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly longswords and longbows. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Pacifist, Justice. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 17000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears baggy black pantaloons and a white scarf. He carries a battered sickle and tarnished flail as well. He has a very tight haircut. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Aldous is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe, and he perpetually has his hand crossbow ready. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Lance was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Lance decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Being a Dyer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and many illithids want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white stubble. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. He has a hunchback. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Roland grew up listening to his father's many stories. Roland abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears tattered old clothes. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Geoffrey took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He bought a hand crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Just what you see.