Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His green eyes peer out from beneath his top black hat.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Diggory was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Ruler. Being a Ruler 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 a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair is cut close to his head. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Drogo was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Engraver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears an entirely pastel suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born to a Laborer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has silver hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Balimaar grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

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

Possessions: 15000 cp.

Description: He wears a fancy pastel suit, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'10" when asserting himself. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a Barkeep first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 Barkeep. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 100 gp.