Description: An older man who dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, he is not a threatening figure. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

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. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears dark leathers with embroidery, marred by sweets. He has a very tight haircut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Anselm lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 east. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Dilettante and was forced into it by his family; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 2200 sp. 4 Thunderstones. 1 Everburning torch. 2 Holy water.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. A true patriot, Robert would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He is wearing a long, tan cloak. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. 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: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. He is portly but not overly obese. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Cynical, Disease. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.