Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. 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.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty pastel coat over it. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Gifted from a young age, Wymar studied abroad. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and doesn't want to be a crown-heir and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

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 has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. 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 wants revenge against orcs; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He stands about 6'4" and wears brown trousers with black and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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 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: Money/treasure; and human compassion

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: This man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Locksmith 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. Clerebold fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids; and a deep hatred of illithids

Ideals: Joker, Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.