Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His black hair is lengthy. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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 feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Selfish, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his trident, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His red hair is knotted and matted. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. Balimaar is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He has achieved small success as a Apothecary.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Family, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man dresses in yellow turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with tan slacks. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He uses divination through singing.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He struck the Apothecary job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: A 6'0" southern man, he wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a shortbow on his belt. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Apothecary. He tends to his Apothecary job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Apothecary responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. Solomon 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. Solomon 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. He bought a bastard sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp.