Description: This light-skinned male wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his rapier with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his feathered blue hat.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Theobald isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born into a rich family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 11000 sp. Eye agate (16 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Miles was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 got money to start a business from the gang present in town. He is greatly indebted to them.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Terse, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 19000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A 6'0" western man, he wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is short and silver. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Sculptor who has hired him part-time. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Charles fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a brown shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 2800 sp. Obsidian (11 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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 grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Geoffrey fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Banded mail.