Description: He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered pastel stockings, and he perpetually has his hammer ready. His hair is short and auburn. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born in a small island village. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Everard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. After a long history of fighting, Gerard and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He got into the Barkeep business at a young age. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He's also a talented Scribe, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 25000 sp. Smoky quartz (70 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Blue star sapphire (800 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a black coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. His chestnut hair is still thick. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Drogo 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 left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Sculptor; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 2700 sp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.